The Local Malcontent

Memorial Cobwebs

2012-01-31T15:51:00.005-06:00

Officially, this image is a copyrighted pic from www.visualphotos.com.

Unofficially, this image represents the fears and the current thinking of the First United Methodist Church in Talihina. There, cynicism has replaced faith in Christ.

The words 'Static Cling', say it all sadly.... The dozen or so people left there
ought to be ashamed letting that church die.

B O O ! ҈

2012-01-26T17:20:00.005-06:00

Can you say 'back from the dead'?

I knew you could.

Oh, yeah, the ~~Eagles~~ Cardinals won the World Series~!

And I could easily fall from grace
then another would take my place
For the chance to behold Your face
And the days of my life are but grains of sand
As they fall from your open hand
at the call of the wind's command

Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say
They fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way
To read between the lines, that lead between the lines
That lead me to You

All that I ask You is, show me how to follow You and I'll obey
Teach me how to reach You, I can't find my way
Let me see the light, let me be the light

As the sun turns slowly around the sky
Till the shadow of night is high
The eagle will learn to fly
And the days of his life are but grains of sand
As they fall from Your open hand
And vanish among the land

Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say
They fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way
To read
between
the
lines,
by
following
the
signs
That can lead

to You

But show me how to follow You and I'll obey
Teach me how to reach You, I can't find my way
Let me see the light, let me be the light

And so, with no warning, nor last goodbyes
In the dawn of the morning skies
The eagle will rise again

More, tomorrow~! Goodnight, Still Bill.

Cardinals/Rangers Tied 1-1 in World Series

2011-10-18T14:49:00.005-05:00

It's a win/win situation.
It's living a dream.
It's a little bit of heaven on Earth.
It's a moment in time, or perhaps more concisely,
outside of time,
when I am absolutely speechless.

Rangers vs. Cardinals

My two most favorite baseball teams;
a fan of the Cards since I-can't-remember-a-time-when-I-wasn't, and a fan of the Rangers since college in the 90s.

Cain't wipe this grin off my OUR face(s)... no matter what~!

MyNiceProfile.com

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Before Wednesday's first game, I wore my St. Louis cap and Dillon wore his Texas Rangers jersey. Well, the Cards won that game, 3-2.
Then last night, Leticia got out my size S, 1982 Cardinals' warm-up jacket for Dill to wear, and I wore my Texas Rangers teeshirt, and the Rangers won, 2-1....

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHa, Dill~!

Purchase Early, Avoid The Rush

2011-10-12T15:17:00.000-05:00

COULD IT BE??

2011-10-11T14:18:00.003-05:00

NIRVANA?

FINALLY, THIS YEAR?

Talk about 'Joy In Mudville'....

"Like Listening To A Trainwreck"

2011-09-21T11:41:00.007-05:00

The phrase, "Like watching a trainwreck" is among the most widely used cliches' these days, as we endure the final 16 months of the disastrous Zerobama administration.

(lovingly lifted from friend http://astuteblogger.blogspot.com/2011/08/obama-crash.html )

Likewise, listening to Barry hUSsein this morning as he preached to the United Nations, about how difficult 'peace' is to achieve through his narrow tunnel vision.

You'd think that watching or hearing a train wreck was always a terrible thing; and all too often it is exactly that, isn't it?

Yet it was not always so:
Once, it was a much anticipated, festive spectator sport.
(lovingly lifted from www.lsjunction.com/facts/crush.htm )

By 5 p.m. the afternoon of September 15, 1896, nearly 50,000 people had gathered anxiously on a wide stretch of Texas prairie near Waco. Moments later, they watched two 35-ton locomotives, each pulling seven boxcars, collide head-on at a combined speed of 120 miles per hour. The publicity spectacular was staged at Crush, Texas, a short-lived town established just for the occasion. Organizer for the event (and namesake for the town) was William George Crush, a passenger agent for the Missouri, Kansas & Texas Railway Company, commonly known as "the Katy."

The collision, intended as publicity for the railroad, was planned and promoted for months in advance. The locomotives, Old No. 999 and Old No. 1001, were displayed prominently during tours throughout the state.

Rather that the usual entrance fees charged for major public attractions, Katy officials announced that they would charge no admission for the well publicized event. Further, they promised that food concession contractors would not be allowed to sell lunches at extortionate prices, and that containers of "fresh Waco water" would be abundant and free. The only fee would be the train fare required to transport the many thousands of spectators to the crash site. Even these fares were offered at bargain rates--none over $5 from anywhere in Texas. As a result, the excursion trains were so packed that some people were obliged to ride on top of the cars for lack of room inside.

As a promotional stunt, however, the Katy's well laid plans turned sadly sour. At the instant of impact, one of the boilers unexpectedly exploded. As a result, bolts and scraps of iron and debris were hurled hundreds of yards, some into the spectator area. Two spectators were killed and a few more seriously injured.

It is not now known whether Scott Joplin, the great ragtime music composer from Texas, was one of the spectators on that September afternoon in 1896. Twenty-seven year-old Joplin was sufficiently impressed with the event, however, that by year-end he had composed The Great Crush Collision, one of the earliest of his many compositions.

The early rag written by my favorite American composer Scott Joplin is dramatic and upbeat and fun to listen to, much like a sporting event wherein which a train wreck occurs.
Please enjoy the music of a real Texas trainwreck, from 115 years ago~!

What IF Michael Vick was White?

2011-09-19T12:24:00.000-05:00

And what IF the moon was made of white cheese,
instead of the green variety?

ESPN, the once-proud sports network, offered up this question lately, here:
Michael Vick
with two images of one regular Mike Vick, quarterback of the Philadelphia Eagles, alonside one of a caucasian Mike Vick.

Playing off the constant question raised during his trial and imprisionment, "But what if he'd been a white athlete?"
I became uncomfortable seeing them, like seeing a Frankenstein experiment.

What if everyone could change 'races'?

SASSIN' THE BOSS

2011-09-18T13:39:00.001-05:00

Lets join the Great Jimmie Lunceford, in 'Sassin Boss0bama',
as we all wait, in a soupline, for some job, brothas~!

Let's Have Some FunTime With Barry~!

2011-09-17T11:23:00.009-05:00

It IS the IN thing to do these days: Bust the controversial leader Barry Huss Zerobama's impotent, feckless leadership in the chops, and do it proudly.

Why, it is so popular a pastime, this wimp in the White House has setup a whiney, crybaby website to draw attention to all those who are indulging in, enjoying this sweeping national craze.

"Attack Watch.com"

It's early in the political game, so right now there's only four stories on that site: One, on Glenn Beck, one on Governor Rick Perry, and another on author Jerome Corsi ("Wheres the Birth Certificate?"). The remainder is on how offensive Jell-O brand 'Instant Chocolate Pudding' is to the Zerobamas....

One journalist writes in the Washington Post, "Attack Watch, new Obama campaign site to ‘fight smears,’ becomes laughing stock of conservatives"

I can't wait~! We all like laughter, right righties?

CAN I ASK A FAVOR?
AND I, YOUR LOCAL MALCONTENT WILL GLADLY RETURN THE FAVOR TO YOU OTHER CONSERVATIVE BLOGGERS IN RETURN~~

GO TO "ATTACK WATCH DOTCOM,
AND REPORT THIS VERY BLOG, "The Localmalcontent",
for very offensive content toward Glorious Leader.
Here's the address: http://localmalcontent.blogspot.com/
Simply copy and paste where the website directs.... \

The opening screen looks like this:

Then, on the opening page, select "Report an attack" from the left-hand margin (IT WOULD NEVER BE ON THE RIGHT MARGIN, EH??)\

Enter some B.S. email address if you like, or feel free to put in this one: localmalcontent@live.com

P.S. "Miss Me Yet??"

Another "Revealing" Poll, Please

2011-09-14T10:38:00.000-05:00

((reprinted from April 30, 2008))

I've just about had it with the current flurry of so-called 'scientific' polls,

which tell you what famous movie you are, or what famous

politician you would be. That's a bunch of shinola- and besides,

when you answer those questions to find out what famous candy bar you are,

they are taking your answers, and compiling a file on you...

for an eventual Giant File Folder somewhere in Geneva, Switzerland.

At the U.N.!

So, I am offering here, my own 'Revealing Poll'; one which you just make up the answers.

The dual answers. YOUR Choice.

WHAT T.V. CHARACTER DO YOU MOST ASSOCIATE WITH:
A) WHEN YOU ARE AT WORK?
B) IN GENERAL LIFE, OUTSIDE YOUR WORK?

Isn't that simple now? Just nod your heads 'yes'. And contemplate the question(s) given you.

For me, the answers are: ('A', at work) I am Sgt. Joe Friday, of "Dragnet".

and for (b), in general life, I am either Daffy Duck, or George Costanza... no doubt.

HOW ABOUT YOU??

TURN IN YOUR ANSWERS NOW.

MEET MICHAEL ANTHONY TANNER,A GENUINE AMERICAN HERO

2011-09-09T13:14:00.003-05:00

Heyyah, friends. Once again on this anniversary of the 9/11 terrorist attacks on America, I present this tribute to Mike Tanner, with respect and with love.

If you look into the comments section, you will see one comment from Mr. Tanner's widow, Michele.

I would ask each of you to treat her with the due respect which this lady deserves, should you decide to e-mail her.

Thanks, and with love always,

the Malcontents.

(( Republished from 2 years ago ))

TEN YEARS AGO, September 11, 2001 was a crisp, mild Tuesday.
The early morning weather that morning in Secaucus, New Jersey was clear and unusually cool, around 57° at 5:45 am, when Michael Anthony Tanner made his wife's coffee.
"I couldn't get out of bed unless I had coffee," wife Michele Tanner would remember. "He would get up at 5:30, and he left at 6, but at 5 till, he would have that coffee underneath my nose, every day of my married life."

This Post is Dedicated to The Extraordinary Life of Michael Anthony Tanner, Secaucus, New Jersey, an investment trader with Cantor Fitzgerald, working in the North World Trade Tower in lower Manhattan, New York.
More Specially, To His Eternal Memory And Legacy.

Michael "Tiny" Tanner, 44.

Tanner was called "Tiny" by his friends and co-workers, as he was taller than 6-foot-2, and weighed over 250 pounds. And he had a large capacity for kindness. Men as big as "Tiny" Mike Tanner often need to be extra-kind, to offset their impressive size. Michele just called her loving husband 'Mike'.

Mike worked for the Investment and Stock Trading firm, Cantor Fitzgerald. CantFitz, whose slogan is "At the end of the day, what did you achieve?", back in 2001, was located on floors 101-105 of the north World Trade Center.

More on his office space, in just a moment.

Meanwhile, Let's get to know Michael Anthony Tanner.

This past March 24th, 2009, his wife wrote:
"Hi Michael,

Wish you were here to see your beautiful, intelligent, spirited, kind hearted daughters. You would be so proud.Your mom misses you so much. I miss you so much. Not good at feelings so Happy Birthday in Heaven. say hi to dad and Teddy. Michele"

A friend of Mike's wrote: "... I'll always remember the Herman Munster shots (monster home runs) you used to hit. You were a good man."

See, Mike Tanner of Secaucus, New Jersey was a star athlete in his youth, before he was a star Investment/Securities trader as an adult. He lettered in Football, all four years he attended Cornell University in Ithica, New York, as Quarterback of the Cornell Big Red. ~!

Yeah... Quarterback!.

Of a college football team. Dang. Wow.
Even of an Ivy League team, that says a great deal about the student athlete, Mike Tanner.

Well after all, he had been an All-State footballer in New Jersey in 1975, leading his H.S. team to that state's Parochial B state title. QB Tanner then led his Cornell University Big Red Machine to an 8-19 record in 1976-77, and 1979. (note- as a freshman at CU~!)

Among his proudest moments was leading Cornell to a nail-biting, upset win over arch rival Harvard U., 17 to 7, in '77. Two years later, in Tiny's final year, he led the Big Red in a whuppin' of Harvard, 41-14!

"Mike had a cannon for an arm, and he was a hard runner who was built more like an offensive guard than a quarterback," said Don Fanelli, class of '76, and long-time friend of Tanner's from both high school and college, and a Chi Psi fraternity brother.

Remember Mike's nickname, "Tiny"??
That Never Referred to Mike's Heart. Because on September 10th, 2001, 'Tiny' phoned Don Fanelli, offering him two tickets to a N.Y. Yankees game for the next night, Tuesday the 11th, in celebration of Fanelli's wife's birthday.

"We were supposed to meet Tuesday evening. You know the rest." Fanelli said. "Despite his many personal successes, Mike retained an affinity for the underdog -- and loved the Mets and the Jets." Tiny's brother in law, Frank D'Amelio, would say later, "He gave away a lot that no one knew about. He had a heart of pure gold. He would think nothing of handing a friend $5,000 and telling them not to worry about it."

Sorry, I got ahead of myself. Michael Anthony Tanner's life is a best seller storybook, including the heartwarming, devoted love affair of his life, Michele, his longtime girlfriend, then all Too-short a time wife.

As if Mike Tanner's life wasn't already the stuff which little boys' fantasies were made of, being a state High School football quarterback star, being the University's starting football quarterback, and hitting "Herman Munster sized" Home runs, he married his High School sweetheart, too.

Mike met Michele when he was 20, she 18. They dated and then went their separate ways, but that spark between them continued to smoulder it seems, because the two always knew they would eventually wind up back together.

Ten years later, Mike and Michele realized that what they had was true love, so they made it official: Michele and Tiny Tanner.

Mr/Mrs. Michael A. Tanner. circa 2001, Secaucus, New Jersey had enjoyed a 15-year marriage and produced two extraordinary daughters, Shasha and Gianna Tanner. Mike coached basketball and softball for Sasha, 14, and was teaching Gianna, 4, football drills in the house. "The football would go flying towards this humongous chandelier, and I'd put my hands to my eyes and say, `Just be careful!'", Michele recalled, in 2002.
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We already have learned that Mike offered his buddy Don, Yankees tickets the night before the awful, Islamic terrorism attacks, and so sadly, his death.

That Yankees game with Cleveland would not be played for almost another three weeks, as baseball became the most meaningless thing in the world suddenly.

We know that maybe, Mike brewed coffee for Michele in their kitchen, maybe 4 hours before his murder, along with 2,995 other Americans
that damned morning;
he and everyone else awoke that morning, never expecting, never dreaming what nightmare would transpire 4 hours later:

Then, on Mike Tanner's last, innocent morning, likewise the last moments of America's normalcy, Tiny Tanner proved yet again, to be a Giant hero to his co-workers. From reports of fellow employees' families, the hero Tanner, having already seen the first hijacked airliner crash into the South Tower only minutes before, took charge on his floor of the north WTC, directing other people down the stairway before himself. Until the terrifying end there, in stunned shock at a second airplane attack, and then realizing his own fate, at being among the first Americans to know that suddenly, violently, We had been attacked, and were now at war.

Michael Anthony Tanner, "Tiny".

With A Humongous Heart of Gold.
B. March 24, 1957.
D. September 11, 2001.

WE WILL NEVER FORGET.
WE WILL NEVER FORGET.

That's Just How It Starts (Over)

2011-08-18T14:23:00.012-05:00

Thank You, Heavenly Father, that You saw to it
to make love blind.

They were lonely and they were hot.

From different directions, they wandered through the bright afternoon heat to the cool sanctuary of the town library.

Tanya, above, asked Jimbo if the seat next to him was taken; he in turn, asked if she had a cigarette that she could let him smoke.

"Just this'un," Tanya replied, words made of thick, blue smoke.

"I'll take it, and you kin sit right 'ere with me."

"You have odd hair, doncha? I could fix that, if you want me to-- I'ma cosmatawlagist. Just need $21 more to get my license unrevoked," Tanya volunteered.

"I got $21," Jim said.

........

Whatzit No. 15

2011-08-13T13:05:00.008-05:00

I've had alot of fun with these "Whatzit" blogposts in the past:
Finding some unfamiliar photo, and/or some bizarre image to share.

These whatzits here began one afternoon when my friend and I were exploring the Internet together, at my house, where/when I lived alone. And my friend couldn't believe that I had a 'Web-log', which was read and seen by thousands (well, maybe dozens).
To prove that the LocalMalcontenet was indeed authored by me, I challenged my friend to pick out a photo to post.
His was the first 'Whatzit', posted on his 10th birthday.
Dillon, now our adopted son, is still my closest friend, dearer to me and to Leticia than oxygen, and the main reason that the LMC bloggie cannot seem to find room for anger at, or repulsion from, national politics these days.
Don't get me wrong, I stay informed, and yes, I stay enraged at the hijinks of the Democrats, and of controversial leader Obama....
But never for long, because this boy...
because this boy just is.

So this is the 1,000th LocalMalcontent blogpost,
and the 15th "Whatzit".

From this, to this, that quick. Thank You, Jesus~!

(click each to embiggen

Nine-ninety-nine

2011-07-27T14:22:00.011-05:00

Geez, I thought I'd never get here.

Where??
At bloggie post number nine hundred and ninety-nine.
Odd, that this occasion also corresponds with the temperature outside just now.

MORE LOCALMALCONTENT, AFTER THIS BRIEF WORD FROM OUR LOCALSPONSOR:

I hope that all you faithful readers remember about two or three years ago, that after the first 999 blogs, the rest would have a cost of $5.oo per read-- remember that??

~Ha ha~

no, seriously..... look for the 'PayPal' logo coming to an LMC website soon~!

The younger one has been pestering me to give him his Choctaw name for the past two weeks or so. So after some soul searching, I've come up with this name for Dillon Malcontent: Yannash Laua Lhampko, which is "Strength of Many Buffalo".
(As you may remember, my grandfather gave me the name "Yannash Okpulho Taha": Clumsy Buffalo)

Let's remember to say a "Happy Birthday" to the American Queen of Comedy,
Lucille Ball, too; She would have been 100 this year, of which more than half
those years (*still~!), she entertained her fans with such clean, unobtrusive,
hilarious comedy, and giving us all laughter. \
To a beautiful woman~!! Whose true beauty lies within first, then without;
thank you for the hours of fun we had and have with you.

I can't wait to get to number 1,000. "M"
Wonder what the next thousand will look like?

Here's something nice to listen to, until then, OK??

107 Reasons To Stay Indoors Today

2011-07-20T12:37:00.006-05:00

Everyone please stay safe and don't overheat~!

Those Wacky.... Cherokees?!!UPDATE

2011-07-20T12:33:00.001-05:00

## UPDATE##
Well, the soup thickens. After a Supreme Court ordered recount this past Saturday night, July 16, Principal Chief Chad Smith is once again in the lead, leading the challenger Baker by 5 votes.

Why don't they just do a whole new ballot?
Here's why: there's not an honest, unbribed election official left for one thing, & money talks
for another.

Remember about three years ago, in 2007, when the only wacky politicians were national Democretians?
http://localmalcontent.blogspot.com/2007/09/weeks-episode-of-those-wacky-democrats.html
(worth a re-read... -hint- hint)

NOW, STILL, there are Those Wacky Cherokees
Lovingly lifted from "The Miami(Not Oklahoma) Herald"

TAHLEQUAH, Okla. -- Cherokee Nation election commissioners will begin a second recount Saturday in the close and hotly contested election for the leader of Oklahoma's largest American Indian tribe.

Results from the June 25 election have been in dispute since they were announced the morning after. Unofficial results showed longtime councilman Bill John Baker winning by 11 votes, but when the Cherokee Nation Election Commission announced its official results the next day it said Principal Chief Chad Smith had won a fourth term by seven votes.

A June 30 recount ended with Baker up by 266 votes, but the tribe's highest court ordered another recount Tuesday.

There are about 300,000 Cherokees, making it Oklahoma's largest tribe and one of the biggest in the nation. The chief inaugurated Aug. 14 will administer a $600 million annual tribal budget. (this factoid must be important fer some reason....)

The recount that put Baker ahead was done by hand, and Smith complained that a number of ballots weren't counted. He filed a request for another tally, which the Cherokee Supreme Court ordered after visiting Election Commission offices and counting envelopes that carried the ballots. The second recount also will be done by hand.

Baker had argued Cherokee law prohibited another recount.

Witnesses at a Supreme Court hearing said it appeared most of the problems could be traced to absentee ballots. Many Cherokees eligible to vote in the election live outside Oklahoma.

You don't say~~!!

Smith either nominated or re-nominated the justices who heard the election case, and Baker, as a councilman, voted for four of them.
Smith maintains that 273 absentee ballots were missing in totals from the first recount. In court documents, he noted that the number of absentee ballots counted on June 25 was 6,143, but that number dropped to 5,870 on June 30. Smith also claimed 298 ballots were "baselessly" rejected and nearly 150 voters who weren't Cherokee Nation citizens got their votes counted anyway.

(I did my part, and voted for Crazy Horse)

"He Who Is Without Sin"

2011-07-16T17:41:00.000-05:00

This painting was the May-June, 2011 cover art for the daily devotional magazine "The Upper Room".

It just melted all three of us. And we wanted to share it with you.
The painting is by Liz Lemon-Swindle, and hopefully printed with permission.

Bargain DayBuy One, Get Three Free

2011-07-08T15:47:00.006-05:00

I am torn between four possible blogpost topics today:

1) Why Democrats should be tarred and feathered

( complete with easy instructions! );

2) An example of a Darwin Award winner and expound on the soundness/beauty of "Survival of the Fittest";

3) Just a photo of the most hated person in the United States;

or 4) What the Malcontent family is doing these days.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

So there was this dum guy, see, who didn't have any airconditioning in his house, and rather than broil and sweat another night, decided to mount his push lawnmower above his bed, as a ceiling fan....

Well, our ~~Dem~~, uh, dumb friend thought he was Mr. Know it All, using bread-bag twist ties, four 6-penny nails and a hammer, to fasten the four wheels to the ceiling, but being ever-so-smart to remember to leave enough leeway space above the mower for him to pull the start cord before his repose.

Imagine the scene, if you will: A Lawnboy 4-hp., 21-inch mounted above our hero's bed.

Imagine the bloody scene the next morning when the authorities found him there, and there, and some over there, and even some of him in the hallway.

I am friends with a half-Cherokee, half-Creek man who hates politicians. And now I understand his reasoning. I waste valuable mental time imagining them drowning.

Dillon has his first job ever, working at the Veterans' Ad. fireworks stand in Talihina. His boss is also his Boy Scout troop (#469) leader. Our garden of toasted vegetables has been reported by the local grasshoppers to have been delicious.

Leticia and I are well, as happy and as in love as ever, and being parents now to Dill is icing on the cake.

*Now here's a picture of controversial leader, Barry Huss Obama.

Happy Birthday,First Lady Nancy Reagan

2011-07-06T15:51:00.000-05:00

Talihina Sky

2011-07-01T15:29:00.005-05:00

Everything's "cool" these days, under the Talihina Sky--
Wishin you were here~!

Of course, this ain't Tahlequah, Ok., where there is a

great big dust-up concerning the Cherokees' recent

election for Principal Chief.

The appearance of Election fraud there amongst that tribe is a huge embarrassment to the administration of Chief Chad Smith, and I am hearing that a war party is forming, ready to take out the liars and thieves.

First, the challenger was said to have won the election by eleven votes; then "official" totals showed that Chief Smith had won by a mere seven votes....

((cue that dramatic, native drumbeat))

Then after a recount, the challenger Baker wins by 266 votes. Hummmmmm

Read more about this here at the Tulsa World:

http://http//www.tulsaworld.com/news/article.aspx?subjectid=12&articleid=20110701_12_0_AsofFr721441

Inspector Clouseau Tribute

2011-05-24T16:02:00.001-05:00

Glad to see that YouTube finally got the bugs out of their system,
to share this, The LocalMalcontent theme with you....

Marking Time.... On Earth

2011-05-24T15:13:00.005-05:00

Well, you just never know--
(you might think you know, but you just never know, eh Pastor Camping??)

Since my last honest post, in August, 2010, some three thousand of you have visited The LocalMalcontent bloggie.

Q: WHY ?~!

Nevertheless, I'm flattered.... bewildered, but flattered.

I'll drop back into this endeavor again soon, there is afterall, another Presidential election in the offing. I'm still feeling quite militant toward politicians of all ilks- so probably not a good time to do so now.

But I'm fine, the family's fine, and I miss you very much.

How To Drain a SwampPart 1

2010-07-27T14:55:00.004-05:00

(on Saturday, I'd forgotten that today, Tuesday, is an election day here in Okieland. So much more on "draining the swamp" very soon)

The overriding concern about our Federal governance out of Washington, is the amount of influence which lobbyists have on our legislators there.
There seems to be no civil, nor legitimate way to eliminate that pestilence from influencing our representatives who work there for us.

So, why not eliminate the workplace of our legislators there in that swamp?

It seems to me, that if the Representatives in the House were somehow required to stay, to stay and work within their districts, nearly exclusively, that lobbyists would have far more difficulty in their influence of same.
If Nancy Pelosi had to stay in her San Francisco district office(s), if Dan Boren had to work mainly in his Eastern Oklahoma #2 district, if Barney Frank had to be tied with ropes to his district offices in Massachusetts, then powerful lobbyists would have greater trouble in influencing these "representatives", instead of having them so nearby, in the filth that is our Capitol city.

Let's say that you are a lobbyist for some industry: Lumber, Oil, Unions, whatever--
and let's say, that in order to visit any representative of the House, you had to register yourself and your interests, in the state(s), where you were to do business.
How difficult would it be for you, a lobbyist, to register in X-number of states, to visit so many representatives, instead of the convenience of being in the same town as them all, in Washington, D.C.?

To me, it would seem to be a matter of loyalty, to the voters which a Congressperson represents, to be So Very Accessible all the time; Why, only a short drive away from your governmental representative, rather than away in the Capitol.

Require that all 435 Congressional Representatives forego their Washington offices; instead, staying and working full time in their district.
Think of the savings~!!

Less travel, less expense, one fewer home (in Washington) to maintain; closer and more access able to their true bosses, We the People, instead of the temptation of quick money for a vote.

Think about this, dear friends; insist that your governmental employees remain close to you,
showing up in Washington, D.C. only to be present for the State of the Union speeches;
while being fully representative of your interests from your district at home, via the Internet and C-Span, or whatever~!!

Instead of finding reasons why this alternative can not work in our country, why not give this idea some thought On How and Why this Can Work?

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I really have more ideas on the simplification of government, but I just planned this wrong, for today. But, this one is the main one.
Others include de-funding or non-funding several elements of the government, like the Education Department and the EPA, for starters.

And the quick repeal of the 17th Amendment to the Constitution, thus returning the function of the Senate to that of representing the individual States.

Eleven PerCent?!Unsurprising Rating for This Congress

2010-07-24T14:56:00.007-05:00

The good people at Gallup have surveyed the American people again, and come out with this summer's annual Job Approval Ratings.
Called the "Confidence in Institutions", the poll was taken July 8 - 11, 2010.

The U.S. Congress was found to rate dead last, at 11%, of the sixteen institutions ranked.
Unsurprisingly.

The U.S. military was ranked #1. Again, unsurprisingly.

What the Gallup poll does not include is every bit as indicative of the American mood,
as those which it does. But your Local Malcontent has found the unabridged polling numbers, and feels duty bound to report them here. Again, unsurprisingly.

For example, the medical field was found to be confident by 40% of Americans.
*That is tied, with 40% confident in Lucifer's performance.
*Likewise, the American public is 29% confident that the Rolling Stones will begin another, final farewell tour soon.
*Also interesting is the 26% who have confidence in the supremacy of VHS video players.
*14% of those polled felt confident that their childhood pet died, instead of having run away, as their mommies told them....
*Curious, that 31% polled believed that Martians have abducted them in the past six months.

CONGRESS: 11% confidence, and dropping like a rock.

Your Local Malcontent has some ideas on specific ways in which Congress could raise its level of confidence--
I'll list them here Tuesday.

*(PS-- Miss Me Yet??)

"Modifiers"

2010-07-23T16:36:00.001-05:00

Playing 'Hooky' today.

One of my family is hard at work, one of my family is hard at play at the local swimming pool, and me, I'm loafing at the library, hangin' out at the Local Malcontent bloggie.

Well, it's been too long....
I don't really know what's going on in America today, I no longer keep up with the daily, terrible news coming out of Washington, D.C., except what I manage to hear over the radio~

and that's really bad enough to keep me away. (on the other hand, my ulcers are better....)

What has happened to our nation?

I stay bewildered at the unrelenting, daily swirl of bad news, at the perilous direction that America is headed, under the poor "leadership" of Congressional Democrats and also of controversial leader, Barry Huss Obama.

But there are some things that have crossed my mind in the past two-three days which lured me away from Dill's treat at the Talihina swimming pool this afternoon:

1) Why are many cities, groups and even a United state or two boycotting Arizona, and supporting a Department of Justice lawsuit against that soverign state, over their legitimate illegal immigration law (which reflects precisely the U.S. law),

and not boycotting Oakland, California for that city's decision to essentially ignore a court finding in the trial of a Transit police officer, accused of shooting a man in Oakland's subway?

2) I must be a racist; the NAACP says I/we all are, after all.

Why? Since I do not support the sweeping Health care bill.

I can see that logic, can't you, you ugly racist, you?

All my life, I've been Red, in "a White nation", and my subconscious

choices point to that fact, too.

My high school's colors were red/white.

My beloved Oklahoma Sooners? Red/White.

My beloved St. Louis Cardinals also, Red/White.

My beloved Miami Dolphins, not Red/White;

but, that's just my subconscious' way of feeling vast, generational guilt,

but of course, they are from the South, so that too, proves without a doubt that I'm racist.

3) I've long observed that in the English language, there are TWO certain adjectives, which most usually ONLY modify ONE single noun.

One is the adjective "inclement".

That word is most used to describe "Weather".

The other adjective is "blithering". Used most to describe>>>>>

This leading idiot said yesterday, that the Bush taxcuts "were only for the richest Americans", and "never even created one job....", and should not be continued.

Yet the blithering California Congresswoman later said that renewing the unemployment payments for another 99 weeks, "makes sense, because it causes people who need the money to spend, and that spurs the American economy and creates jobs...."

In case you are not sure, that singular noun is "IDIOT".

Class Dismissed

2010-07-01T14:27:00.004-05:00

I learned late last night that an older man whom I really liked, and liked to see was relieved of his job at a local convenience store this week.

A fellow Choctaw, this man was always a pleasure to see working in the nearby E-Z Mart store nearest our house, the one near the Choctaw Hospital and clinics in Talihina.
His style was always easy and homespun, his service always prompt and complete.
The store itself was always much cleaner and shelves always dusted and full, as compared to other times when I or we had reason to pull in there.

Already, the store is a mess and the trashcans are overflowing outside.

E-Z Marts are now off my shopping/stopping list; come to think of it now, every other E-Z Mart store I've visited during my daily travels was dingy and filthy, like this little store is.

Sad. Very sad. But Talihina's "Rockin' H" store isn't that far out of the way (and has much better food~!), nor is the "B and B", or the Yanush Store, just across the road from us here.
E-Z Mart has never shown any interest whatsoever in being a part of Talihina business community, sponsoring ads in the Golden Tigers' programs or Downtown; that's another reason that most locals prefer not to shop there, if it can be helped.

I wish that fellow the best, and congratulate any employer who hires that workhorse.

Dam These Scottish Generalis

2010-06-24T15:37:00.004-05:00

Hello, Readers, I'm Helen Thomas.

I worded for both United Press Intenional (UPI) and the Hearst News Corpse, in a unique and heady position in the White House Press delegation.
I recently lost my job due to some ugly remarks that I made regarding the State of Israel, and my support of the state of Palestine, overheard on a rabbi's cellular telephone.

I was not informed that rabbis could use cell phones, or I'd never have told the truth as I see it regarding Israel that evening. That whole Kosher crap business and all....

So much for introductions. I am so pleased to be working for the Local Male Content blog that my eyes are watering just now.
Also, I am the Washington correspondent for Yuma, Arizona's Fannie Mae Junior High School.
So "GO SANDFLEAS!! DIG IN AND WIN!"

************************
Back during the Truman administration, another of our great nation's Army Generals ran afoul of his Commander in Chief.
Douglas MacArthur did not find favor in the eyes of the Lord, Harry S Truman.

And Lo, he was removed from his high place, which did piss off the American populace;
And thus, Harry S Truman was not re-elected, in 1952, beaten rather by another Army General, Dwight D. Eisenhower.

Ah, yes, I remember all these details as if it was yesterday; Dwight's wife, Elenor and her two children, John-John and Ladybird came to me in the night-
- to ask my help in getting out the word to all the good, lefteous Americans to come out and denounce the McCarthy hearings that year.
Then in 1953, Tricky Dick laid the wood to me about Crackers, his dog.

Mmy, it was a heady time, those 1850s.

Generalissimo Pinoche was riding the waves of popularity in Chile, Castro was doing the same in Cuba, and we all thought that that wave of Socialistic popularity could someday sweep north to Canada, and take the United States along with them all.
I performed a lot of oral services to those men, and their causes and what did it get me??

A front row seat, just belt-high and crotch level in the White House Press Room.
Twat more could a media hO ask or want??

alright-- that's all you get from me, for 12 bucks.
ya want more, ya pays my price: pull down yer pants. -- H.T.

THANK YOU, EVERY ONE UV YA~!!

2010-06-24T12:34:00.003-05:00

Just a note to say a very humble "Thank You", for all of the congratulatory messages and gifts
that we have received thus far,
by ad0pting Dillon.

Please believe me, our lives are so enriched by having a child whom we adore in the first place, that the kind words and the support which we've received over the Internet, over the phone, and from local friends has overwhelmed us-- all the food, all the uhh, adult beverages, all the money,

but MOST OF ALL, ALL YOUR GOOD AND BEST WISHES FOR OUR HAPPINESS.

Once upon a time, I sang "Wonder of Wonders", from Fiddler on the Roof, when Leticia and I married.
That particular song resonates in my head of heads again lately, non-stop this time.

Our son has become a Boy Scout this week; and has accepted the role of man around the house this week.
I got home from my Casino rounds late on Tuesday, drove into our driveway, and there was my boy, mowing the lawn
UNASKED.
~!

We have plans to visit Dallas/Ft. Worth next month, take in a weekend of Texas Ranger games and Six Flages, and then
come home to prepare for the sixth grade.

In the interim,,, I've asked Old friend and Unemployed journalist Helen Thomas (vampire) to prepare and post a couple of bloggie posts here.

Please look in again, for her inciteful rants,
this weekend ~!

Afloat in the Sea of Astonishment

2010-06-19T10:29:00.006-05:00

It's been quite a long time between visits, my friends, and

for that, I do apologize; I really enjoy time spent with you.

YES, it is true, Leticia and I were able to legally adopt Dillon into our family

(where he always wuz, anyway), this spring. The adoption became official when all the paperwork was finished in Latimer County and in Oklahoma City on June 11^th.

I want to scream, to sing, to shout it out, to bust out of my skin in excitement, but there's still some work to do.

I Have A Son~! We Have A Son~!

This is/was the main reason for my absence from The Local Malcontent bloggie this year,

(needing to disassociate ourselves from you Conservatives, online and all....);

the other reason I needed to be away was because of my mother-in-law, Lois' death last September. That affects my Leticia far more than she ever lets on.

It's been a whirlwind, a tempest, of a year since last June 19, 2009;

when such immaterial matters as America's economy and

Zer0bama's uselessness seemed important to me.

Now, I understand what really matters in life~~ not politics, not baseball games, not crap in the media,

BUT FAMILY.

I, We, Us R supremely, sublimely, uncommonly happy at this moment in 2010;

poor as dirt again, but happy.

Hunting squirrels and rabbits, fishing for cats, bass and crappie, gardening, sweating quarts, but ever so Happy.

Seeing my wife and our son behave together is just astonishing to me: Leti has a genteel-ness toward Dillon, that I'd never witnessed before in her. And Dill, he's suddenly obedient to a degree I'd never seen in him before.

One of the first things which we did as father and son, was to enroll him into the Boy Scouts of America- my chest and my heart can't get much more swelled up....

I am afloat, swirling in the Astonishment Sea.

Who would have thought that during the terror reign of Zer0bama, when everything else is going to Hell in America, such a placid, serene place could exist~??

"Why, He Wouldn't Even Hurt a Fly...."

2010-06-16T15:14:00.007-05:00

I'm reminded today's the 50th anniversary of

Alfred Hitchcock's creepiest masterpiece,

"Psycho".

Ironic that today, another psycho-Norman-Bates, Obama, occupies the White House on the hill today.

He wouldn't hurt a fly either; such as typical American, Marion Crane, of Gulf Port, Mississippi.

Que the violins, OK?

On a more personal note,

Leti and I and our adopted son, Dillon are preparing for my very first Father's Day as a dad this Sunday--

so you can perhaps imagine what has caused, and WHY, me to have been away from the Internet and blogging for some seven months' time. ((matters of the heart, Abouna))

We will be taking a vacation to Dallas next month, to watch the Rangers play a weekend series, and then,

REGULAR BLOG P0STS-poops AFTERWARDS~!!!

Thank you all, for your very kind understanding, and your patience~!

A Dove Story

2010-04-16T10:58:00.002-05:00

P'raps not what you'd expect as the return engagement,
for a Malcontent.
Yet before I go another word forward, let me quickly respond to each/all of you:

I/WE HAVE MISSED YOU ALL TOO~!
WE THINK OF YOU ALMOST DAILY IN OUR PRAYERS,
AND ALWAYS WILL.

For three days plus now, I've been a witness to a most unusual mating/marriage ritual taking place on a thick Elm bough in our yard.
Last Sunday afternoon, Leti and I sat outside enjoying the warm sunshine, when we heard the cooing of a lonely dove, off to our left, nearby.

This male dove was calling for a wife, and soon he got his answer. An interested female landed on the ground near him in his perch, and began dancing for him. He then flew to another limb, the thick Elm limb, and with a Brbrbrbrbr, she followed.
They stood side by side for some moments; minutes perhaps, quietly preening themselves for the other; the male stretched out his thick white wings to impress her.
She in turn, leaned over and groomed his neck and back.

He jumped on her back. For around 2 seconds, then again alighted to her right.
Silence between them again for nearly an hour followed, each lovebird continuing to groom itself, and stretch wings.

***********
Then on Monday, I heard the same male dove calling his mate, and thought I'd take a (yes, voyeuristic peep in on them. His calls were once again answered by his love, and the ritual I'd seen the day before was played out exactly that morning.
Only this time, there was a third bird, another male dove, on an adjoining limb of that Elm tree, also watching the couple.
The first male didn't object really; he and his mate simply flew off into the deeper woods to find privacy.

But. On. Tuesday.
The male called and called and called and called for his mate. This time no answer, no joyous rendezvous. He seemed to panic, flitting from branch to branch to ground, here and yonder in search of her.
She never came to him. After more than an hour of plaintive wailing and crying.

On Wednesday of this week, the drama increased when I recognized the female in her usual feeding spot on the ground. A smaller male made his cry from a different limb, and she flew to him, singing Brbrbrbrbrbr. It was the male who had watched the couple two days prior on the Elm limb.
He preened and he flexed for her, and she groomed his neck and back silently, then leaped onto her back for around ten seconds stay before moving to her right side,
where they both made cooing sounds, together in unison.

There is no lesson here, no ulterior motive nor message implied.
Just what I've been doing lately.
It beats stressing about Zerobama and all~

XOXO

Eventuality

2010-01-12T14:37:00.003-06:00

Hey, everyone~!

If regular readers

Wonder, wonder, wonder

Who--,

who writes the LMC

And who I am now,

I would direct you to my comments

at the end of my previous post.

We are both still alive, and still well; thank you very much~

praying that each of you, from gentile Spitfire to spitfires Abouna, McGehee and Kini are the same too.

I can't post TOO much here, at this time about us, right now~ I am at the Talihina Library and have only 17 minutes left of my hour Online to go-

suffice it to say, all is Still the Same, and even better.

We miss you all, during this abrupt, sudden departure from American normalcy,

we all are facing,

but KNOW, in your minds, that you are with us in every minute, in our minds.

Pearl Harbor Sunrise

2009-12-07T08:55:00.000-06:00

Again,

and Again
and Yet Again, thrice too often,
Let Us Never Forget,

the reason for this solemn December 7th date~

May God Bless and welcome home, those innocent lives who were murdered that Sunday morning, 68 years ago.

Thank you every American, for what you did that day, for what you do today to remember

Arrival of Christmas Season: Confirmed

2009-12-06T11:37:00.011-06:00

I thought that I'd posted something on this great, little ditty in the past, but cannot find it.
I realize that Charles at Dustbury did two years ago and four years ago, and that may be what I'm remembering (*that, and listening to the catchy tune in the offseason sometimes at YouTube).

But listening to KTOK online last Thursday,
I heard the B.C. Clark Jewelry jingle once again, for what-- the twentieth year in a row or more ( 'since 1989' ), which confirms for me, it IS now the Christmas season.
My ears perked up the instant - the instant- the first notes of THE jingle began.

For longer than I've known Leticia, for longer than I've been an adult, SHOOT- for longer than I've even been happy-
I've loved the B.C. Clark Anniversary Sale jingle.

It is a one-of-a-kind, singularly Oklahoma tradition, 'since 1892'-
a gem, one I'm pleased to share with you out of towners here.

THE jingle is so popular, that at their website, B.C. Clark is offering the opportunity for anyone to record their version of singing it, for a prize (Jewelry?)....
It is that special.
But then, us Okies are salt of the Earth, simple folk~
Easily amused, I reckon.

Agreed: That last one WAS weird and like ya know, strange.

Guess what?? Now you're hooked, too.

"Well, I Am Not A Crook"

2009-12-06T00:31:00.018-06:00

"I just resemble an Encino bank robber.... "

"Ex President ... Wanted for 2 Robberies".
~ Reeeal original, brainstorm!

What's next-??

Some serial sex pervert wearing a Bill Clinton mask, wanted by the police somewhere?

Perhaps a ponzi scheming, con-man wearing a FDRoosevelt mask added to the FBI's 10 Most Wanted List? Most likely, this perp would update
conveniently and significantly,
and simply wear either an Algore or a ZerObama mask.

*** memo to self ***:
Purchase two, altruistic, R.R.-as-
8-pt.-Elk masks for my minister Shawn and best friend Marty next week....

Unprecedented Weather, Low Temps in the South Tonight

2009-12-05T00:33:00.009-06:00

All the following taken from the mentioned cities' weather sites
at Weatherunderground.com.:

Tonight in New Orleans, Louisiana:
... Winter Weather Advisory remains in effect until 6 am CST
Saturday...

A mix of rain... sleet and snow will continue to occur along the
Mississippi coast. This could pose serious hazardous driving
conditions along elevated highways. There is still a chance of
this completely changing over to snow shortly during the early
morning hours and could be moderate at times. Sleet and snowfall
accumulations of up to two inches will be possible.
A mix of rain... sleet and snow will be possible right around the
New Orleans Metro but little to no accumulations are expected.

Outside of the winter weather problems it will also be windy
especially along the southshore where wind gusts of 40 mph will
be possible.

Houston, Texas:
... Historically early winter snow falls across southeast Texas...
Snow has never fallen this early across southeast Texas.

The previous earliest snow occurred on December 10 2008 and December 10
1944. Accumulating snow has fallen in a 60 mile wide swath from Edna to
Houston. The snow accumulations were generally on grassy areas.
Below are some preliminary snowfall totals from co- op observers
and emergency managers:

Lane City 4.0 inches
Boling 4.0 inches
Wharton 3.0 inches
Fairchild 3.0 inches
El Campo 2.5 inches
Edna 2.0 inches
Pearland (west) 2.5 inches
Bay City 2.0 inches
Richmond 3.1 inches
Missouri City 1.5 inches
Sugarland 1.2 inches
Hobby Airport 1.0 inch
Intercontinental 1.0 inch (thru 5 pm) Airport

Hattiesburg, Mississippi:
A Winter Storm Warning remains in effect until 6 am CST Saturday.

Bands of moderate to heavy snow will continue to fall across the
warning area through the overnight hours. Total snow accumulations of
1 to 3 inches have already been reported across portions of south
central Mississippi. Additional snow accumulations of 1 to 2 inches are
expected in the warning area through the early morning hours on
Saturday... resulting in storm total snow accumulations of 2 to
locally 5 inches across the warning area. These accumulations will
result in very hazardous travel conditions...

Marietta, Georgia:
... Winter Weather Advisory remains in effect until 10 am EST
Saturday...
An upper level storm system located over northern Louisiana late
tonight will move east into Alabama Saturday morning spreading
precipitation into Georgia after midnight. Cold air aloft will
also filter into north Georgia late tonight and Saturday morning
allowing the rain to mix with and change to snow around daybreak.
Light snow accumulations around an inch will be possible...
especially in the higher elevations... by midday Saturday before
the precipitation ends.

Much of the snow is expected to accumulate only on grassy and
exposed surfaces... however snow may be heavy enough to cover the
roadways in north Georgia Saturday morning.

Manbearpig's inconvenient, Nashville, Tennessee
backyard forecast tonight:
... A Snow Advisory is in effect for the Cumberland Plateau
from midnight tonight to noon CST Saturday...

Some of the coldest air of the season thus far is expected to
move into middle Tennessee this weekend... along with a chance
for snow over mainly southern and eastern parts of the area.

A cold air mass... out of western Canada... will overspread the
mid state... and produce temperatures some 10 to 15 degrees
below normal. Meanwhile... a low pressure area has developed
across the north central Gulf coastal region... and will track
generally east northeast... to just off the Georgia coast by early
Saturday morning. These two weather events will combine to produce
the likelihood for an accumulating snow along the Cumberland
Plateau after midnight through Saturday morning...
Last year the first measurable snow fell in Nashville on December
11th when 1.0 inches was measured.

Those who have been around this area for a while remember the snows
of the 1960's. The winter of 1959 and 1960 was the snowiest on
record in Nashville with 38.5 inches.

It really says that, on Nashville's weather site~!
Al Gore ought to remember those record snowfalls in '59, shouldn't he?

Shouldn't he?
Why wouldn't he remember them$

It's cold tonight in Yanush, too: +17°F at midnight.

New Beginnings

2009-12-03T23:26:00.006-06:00

Welcome To My Mind's Playground.
Enjoy your time while you are here.
Why not leave your comments please, if you take the time to wander through and play with me?
Watch out for any rough or sharp edges along the way.

.... this bloggie's header used to say.

I'm pleased to announce the first real change to the Local Malcontent in over three years, the new header above.

Lovingly created by (wait for it ... )
hatless in hattiesburg~!!

I love it! Check out the old western font, and I love the additions of Guy Headnickle™ on the one side and the Oklahoma shield, peacepipe and seven feathers on the other. And the uh, waving wheat (sure smells sweet).

Well, sweet it is, and so is my too-often-quiet, thoughtful friend hatless.

Thank you, sir.
________________________________________________

It was about this time last year, when I asked hatless if he could provide some content to my blog, as our wedding day and our honeymoon quickly approached. I recall his initial response was something like "i don't put much content into my own blog, but i will try and come up with something. :-)

His contributions to the LMC can be read here, and here, and here, over a week's time last December. During those busy days of ours, guest LMC posts were also lovingly provided by Abouna and Jungle Mom.
(hummm, that whole bunch together, sounds like a family.... for good reason~!)

However, it's much simpler, far more enjoyable to visit his great blog, hatless in hattiesburg.

And Now, An Inspirational Message from Harold B. Estes, USN, retiredUPDATED, ALREADY~

2009-12-03T16:35:00.007-06:00

Update: One hour after posting this, and yes,
after seeking the same on the Internet, I received an emailed photo
of Mr. Estes from of all places, my uncle Bok Chuka~!

This venerable and much honored WW II vet is well known in Hawaii for his seventy-plus years of service to patriotic organizations and causes all over the country. A humble man without a political bone in his body, he has never spoken out before about a government official, until now. He dictated this letter to a friend, signed it and mailed it to the president.

Dear President Obama,

My name is Harold Estes, approaching 95 on December 13 of this year. People meeting me for the first time don't believe my age because I remain wrinkle free and pretty much mentally alert.

I enlisted in the U.S. Navy in 1934 and served proudly before, during and after WW II retiring as a Master Chief Bos'n Mate. Now I live in a "rest home" located on the western end of Pearl Harbor allowing me to keep alive the memories of 23 years of service to my country. One of the benefits of my age, perhaps the only one, is to speak my mind, blunt and direct even to the head man. So here goes.

I am amazed, angry and determined not to see my country die before I do but you seem hell bent not to grant me that wish.

I can't figure out what country you are the president of. You fly around the world telling our friends and enemies despicable lies like "We're no longer a Christian nation" and " America is arrogant" - (Your wife even announced to the world, "America is mean spirited." Please tell her to try preaching that nonsense to 23 generations of our war dead buried all over the globe who died for no other reason than to free a whole lot of strangers from tyranny and hopelessness.)

I'd say shame on the both of you but I don't think you like America nor do I see an ounce of gratefulness in anything you do for the obvious gifts this country has given you. To be without shame or gratefulness is a dangerous thing for a man sitting in the White House.

After 9/11 you said," America hasn't lived up to her ideals." Which ones did you mean? Was it the notion of personal liberty that 11,000 farmers and shopkeepers died for to win independence from the British?
Or maybe the ideal that no man should be a slave to another man that 500,000 men died for in the Civil War ?
I hope you didn't mean the ideal 470,000 fathers, brothers, husbands and a lot of fellas I knew personally died for in WWII because we felt real strongly about not letting any nation push us around because we stand for freedom.
I don't think you mean the ideal that says equality is better than discrimination. You know the one that a whole lot of white people understood when they helped to get you elected.

Take a little advice from a very old geezer young man. Shape up and start acting like an American. If you don't, I'll do what I can to see you get shipped out of that fancy rental on Pennsylvania Avenue .You were elected to lead not to bow, apologize and kiss the hands of murderers and corrupt leaders who still treat their people like slaves.

And just who do you think you are, telling the American people not to jump to conclusions and condemn that Muslim major who killed 13 of his fellow soldiers and wounded dozens more. You mean you don't want us to do what you did when that white cop used force to subdue that black college professor in Massachusetts who was putting up a fight ? You don't mind offending the police calling them stupid but you don't want us to offend Muslim fanatics by calling them what they are, terrorists.

One more thing. I realize you never served in the military and never had to defend your country with your life but you're the Commander-in-Chief now, son. Do your job. When your battle-hardened field General asks you for 40,000 more troops to complete the mission, give them to him. But if you're not in this fight to win, then get out. The life of one American soldier is not worth the best political strategy you're thinking of.

You could be our greatest president because you face the greatest challenge ever presented to any president. You're not going to restore American greatness by bringing back our bloated economy. That's not our greatest threat. Losing the heart and soul of who we are as Americans is our big fight now. And I sure as hell don't want to think my president is the enemy in this final battle.

Sincerely,

Harold B. Estes
****

Very well said, Sir~!
Thank you for your continuing service to our great nation too, Mr. Estes,

and a happy Birthday, next Sunday.

Can You Blame Me?

2009-12-02T17:32:00.014-06:00

I'm becoming more confused with each passing day.
Everything I've known about our great nation, what I feel in my core to be truth, is now considered wrong or 'old fashioned' by "leaders" who are older than I, yet act less responsibly, less maturely than I, seemingly living in another bizarre world.

How can bringing terrorists who started a War into New York City for a criminal trial be right?

How can an overwhelming, future tax burden on our children be right?

How can a government subsidy/handout for every-need-you-can-imagine be right?

How can the leader of the Democratic Party claim that "the debate between 'capitalism and socialism' is now over", and that some nebulous and undefined mixture of the two, is suddenly proper?

How can it be global warming, with 2" snow in the forecast for San Antonio, Texas, on Friday, December 4th?
San Antonio~! Where there are only two seasons, Summer and January.

I was promised a better future than my parents' generation:
Weren't You??

I want that better future for your children's lives too; built upon great accomplishments and achievements which ennoble each individual, each self reliant individual, and further ennoble each succeeding generation of Americans
--not some poisonous nanny state which sucks the life from them.

Instead, our leaders are dooming America's children to being slaves to the state.
Slavery in the U.S., brought to you by the Democrats.

Answer: They Are All, Every One, deceitful Liars to Your Faces.

***
My 13-year-old friend/child Dillon just left here. He came by to pick up (warmer) clothing he left last week, and his slingshot.
Before he left, his eyes met mine. Then with one hand, he reached over and grabbed my hand, and put it on top of his other hand, then squeezed all three hands.
This little man realizes what is going on--
I read it in his sad black eyes.

***
I WILL NOT TOLERATE this rogue government, led by Controversial, out-of-control leaders who won't listen to the populace, dictate to me or to mine, their limits to my family's freedoms!

How can being forced by law to buy health insurance, under penalty of incarceration, be right?

How can our founding Constitution become such
an irrelevant document to our legislators and our leader?

IF I Were An Internet "Bot"I'd Do It This Way

2009-11-28T00:27:00.028-06:00

Friends, I may have let one slip by me last night. Your Local Malcontent receives many "bot" comments made to my posts here-- first to my email address: Most look similar to this:

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which I delete immediatlely, natch. They've been coming in big waves lately, from Singapore and Bangladesh.

But I may have let one slip through last night: "Jason" commenting on

my post "Thanksgiving, 2009, Our Prayer".

Jason isn't selling Viagra or Porn, so far:

He has a debating society website, called "DEBATEitOUT".

Jason's comment, "You have a great blog here. I'm a first-time visitor but I like what I'm seeing. I have a blog myself where people from all around the world come and debate on popular issues. I think you would provide some valuable insight to us all. Also, I was wondering if we could do a link exchange. If you would like to, please leave a comment under my "Compadres" page saying when you have my link up and I'll return the favor.
Please let me know.
Jason
(website address)"

Wouldn't a first-time visitor, 'BUT who liked what he is "seeing"' on a Thanksgiving/Prayer post by a Conservative have responded with something (intelligent, as the rest of you did) in relation to the post itself??

Did 'Jason' READ the LMC, or did he merely See that LMC?

Before I published his comment, I took time to visit DEBATEitOUT. I poured through three questions, comments which were posed there, for 'the world' to debate.
What Jason may be selling instead of the little Blue pills is Liberal legitimacy.

Perhaps even 0~s0, innocent, Worldwide, popular opinion.

UN-based crap. --

Because I didn't see any conclusions at all reached, given, or any absolute truths espoused, based on the US constitution, or on the Bible or Torah. AT ALL.

My (deleted) reply to Jason, on that recent post read something like,

"I don't want to become known as the token 'Native American' voice on your site. I am a registered commenter on HotAir, MichelleMalkin, and JihadWatch, but infrequently comment on those; only reading/taking the pulse of the other commenters thereon;

besides, my opinions are all clearly expressed right here."

'Jason' invites another blogger, at the *UFO Disclosure Countdown Clock blog, to link to DEBATEitOUT, expressing essentially the same thing in the 2nd comment there-- BUT calls himself 'Giants Fan'.

Visit his debate site if you choose, friends; it is worth seeing once, at least.

And Jason, if you do come back and read this post devoted to you, please comment again, and please address me as "Mal" when you do, as friends of mine do...

Then I'll, know you are not a bot, apologize to you.

Then, my friends will all know you are not a bot.

Then, I'll give you my counter offer, to your offer of linkages, above.

THANKSGIVING, 2009: Our Prayer

2009-11-25T23:58:00.003-06:00

This one is very personal, very important for two Christian, Okie newlyweds.
It will be an unexpectedly sad Thanksgiving, without Leticia's mother seated with us, naturally-- but in a certain way, that's only one more thing to bring before God in thankful prayer-- that we got to share our love with Lois, that she got to see her oldest marry; the strength of character she imparted to Leti; the too-short time which she knew me as "son", and I knew her as "mother"....

It's been a rough year, yet there has never been a moment during which, we could not find something to be truly thankful for.

At one point this year, I thought that our washed-away gardens were a tragedy, and an unpleasant burden to replant, remember? Our second garden grew quickly though, and offered us just as many vegetables as we could eat and share with our friends.
Thank You for that, Your bounty, Father~!

Personally, I was able to quit smoking cigarettes this year, with Leticia's nagging.... LOL.
NO, instead
with her sweet understanding and infinite patience. Thank You for that strength, Father~!

Despite our controversial leadership, the United States of America is still THE place to live on this planet.
Without question, we have deep, divisive problems presently in America; and Yes, I will join in prayer asking for His Guidance for Mr. Obama, that his mind can be changed, and that our country can be saved.
Thank You for that, Father~!

We cannot be otherwise, but overwhelmingly thankful for our many, many friends, loved ones and family, for each other, and for my BFF, our beloved nitwit, Dillon.
And, for each and every one of you, our friends, faithful readers
of The Local Malcontent bloggie--
We began as Internet friends, and have blossomed into so much more.

Thank You Holy Father, for each of you and yours,
and for ya'll gracing our lives~!

We are thankful for our health, our minds, our love for each other, our shared knowledge and skills, and for the eternal hope of increasing, improving each more, as our loving Creator's Will desires. Thank You for that, Father~!

Oh, Lord, we thank You for the extraordinary home, our Earth, with all it's wonders and opportunities to grow and to learn, and to further appreciate Your glory and Your Love for us all.
********

In closing this particular blogpost, I'd really like to do two things:
Call each of you by name, remembering you here, as we shall do in prayer on Thanksgiving, and ask one favor, too:

Could you Charles, Kini, JMom, Abouna, Jeffro, Mr. Willis, Spirfire, hatless, Subvet, McGehee, Crazy4Danes, Pops, Sig94, Gregor, Jon, BobG, Col. B. Bunny and Patricia, could you please remember Ron and Leticia, the Malcontents to God in your Thanksgivings too?
(now here is an awesome thought:
All the above + me, gathered around a big dinner table)
((Problems. Solved.))

The other thing: I've moved my music FineTune player up, in the Right margin over here.
Click on it please, and listen to the first song....
It is lovingly, for you.
For whatever it is, I trust God to choose one, and to bless you with it. I hope that you enjoy the song~!
(might take two songs... 'mysterious Ways' and all. LOL)

And we MOST pray that you each have a very blessed and wonderful Thanksgiving holiday, surrounded by smiling faces, warm feelings, good cheer and a thankful, hopeful heart~!

Your Friends, Always~
Ron and Leticia Malcontent
********

PASS ME THE SWEET POTATOES~!!

BRAKING NEWS

2009-11-25T16:01:00.006-06:00

SALUTE

A REAL Ponderism

2009-11-25T14:29:00.007-06:00

Tammy Bruce posed the most interesting question today on her show:

"If Muslims did not face the built-in repercussions for leaving that religion, "apostasy",
then how many Muslims would there be in the world today?" (sic)

you know, the usual stuff: beheading, sulfuric acid being thrown into faces, being hacked to pieces.
Any ideas, Mr. Spencer??

"Wanna Have Some Fun This Christmas?"

2009-11-23T23:24:00.005-06:00

-- Asks my Uncle Bok Chuka in his latest e-mail to us.

My uncle Bryan was always the mischievous sort of fellow, bordering on both torment and adoration, my whole life.
He forced me to speak in Choctaw around him, as much as I could, ever since I was 10-- and if I didn't, he would cock his head up into the air, basically telling me that he couldn't see or hear me.

He was/is the Choctaw elder I look up to the most, to this day.

But that wry, mischievous streak in him never subsided,

through now, his 77th year, I'm pleased to report~!

The latest email from my dear uncle follows:

It is time to get out your CHRISTMAS cards list!
Yes, you read this right..... CHRISTMAS cards.
This is coming early (really early) so that you can get
ready to include an important address to your list.

Read on........
Fun with the ACLU......
Wanna have some fun this CHRISTMAS?
Send the ACLU a CHRISTMAS card this year.

As they are working so very hard to get rid of the
CHRISTMAS part of this holiday, we should all send
them a nice CHRISTIAN card to brighten up their
dark, sad, little world.

Make sure it says "Merry CHRISTMAS" on it.
Here's the address;
just don't be rude or crude.
(That's not the Christian way, you know!)

ACLU
125 Broad Street
18th Floor
New York, NY 10004

Two tons of CHRISTMAS cards would freeze their
operations because they wouldn't know if any were
regular mail containing contributions.

So spend 44 cents Yannash, (he still calls me 'Yannash') and tell the ACLU to leave CHRISTMAS alone.

Also tell them that there is no such thing as a
"Holiday Tree". . . .
It's a CHRISTMAS Tree even in the fields!

Pass this on to your e-mail lists.

We really need to communicate with the ACLU!
They really DESERVE us!!

Love that sardonic sense of humor, and ever so pleased that I got it too~!
And OH Yeah! I'm So sending the ACLU a Christmas card soon.

Unbiased, Redneck Analysis

2009-11-22T18:09:00.003-06:00

Today I took two trusted friends of mine to our hideaway, to show them what Leti, Dillon and I've built into the side of a steep, valley ridge.
Two friends, whose opinions I not only trust and value,
but really, really wanted to impress as well.

Let's call them Marty and Jim, since that's their names anyway.... LOL
Three (not so) little Indian boys, deep in the woods with guns, one bow, and one case of Bud Light.
does it ever, get any better than that???

I value Marty's opinion because he is a genius at electronic thingies and gadgets.
He stays on top of the very latest in thingies and gadgets. Like the Wi-Fi booster antenna he suggested that we buy, to stay on the Internet if and when Leti and I move there fulltime. Like the advice he gave me on the 100-Watt solar energy array that Dillon and I installed last weekend, and about something called 'a Trojan 105 battery'; a super, long lasting battery for backup electrical needs.

I value Jim's more basic-instinct opinions and advice, since he kills a deer or other game on nearly a daily basis for food. ( I almost hate running into him at the store or wherever, since he always brags of his latest kill ) His deep knowledge of available food sources, and his skills at salting meats and storing it is the best I've ever known.
Jim kept whispering "just look at all them squirrels", as we hiked to the hideaway.

After we unloaded and I showed them around,
and yes, after some refreshments, we got down to business.

Marty tagged two broad Red oaks he thought I should cut down to add more clearance for the solar array to the southwest; he used his GPS to locate the nearest, free Wi-Fi, courtesy of the Choctaw Nation and the national Forest Rangers. He suggested I look into a very small, 120 Volt, 6 Amp freezer and some tarps for coverage, to put outside, hidden in the brush.
Marty was impressed, and his true friendship was validated, again.

Jimmy sniffed the air;
Jimmy left walking along the ridgeline, south behind our camper/hideaway.
Jimmy came back to us, grinning a possum-eatin' grin.
"Come on..." was all he needed to say to us.
We armed up and followed our Tonto.

"now Heeer's where the deer are asleeping at night", he told us, after showing us hoofprints that I'd never, ever have seen at all. "They're awalking this way to the water, through this long thicket here, a-circlling through, down to the creek."
"An' over there you can see where some buck er two has been scratching on that scrub oak, up and down- Another one is over yonder too- get you some doe (urine), and a salt lick from Atwoods and you'll have deer year 'round, ready to pick off," he told us with solid confidence.
His evaluation of the fish in the creek below us wasn't so good. "That creek'll be dry two or three months outta the year, and the fish will be thin, what fish you do find."

Oh no- what, no lobsters?

Afterward, we three friends polished off the case of Bud pretty quickly
sitting in lawn chairs in my modest, leafy yard,
when Marty pulled out surprise gifts from his backpack.
Adult beverages which came in half-pints- from Jamaica.
It was all a very good afternoon, today.

Drumming For A ConfrontationChoctaws. Angry. Upset.

2009-11-22T12:49:00.003-06:00

No one is happy in my part of Oklahoma today,
due to the renegade US Senate vote on Reid's Universal, Socialistic HealthCare bill, last night.

There Shall Be No Peace Until This is Rescinded.

I Cannot Take My Ears Off This

2009-11-22T11:25:00.000-06:00

"Are You Being Served?" meets "The Twilight Zone"

warning: [creepy]

What would young Mr. Grace think?~!

Yes, I'm Free~ For Now~

Talihina Golden Tigers Take Second Playoff Game

2009-11-21T13:57:00.011-06:00

Went to the Tiger game last night, and was more impressed than ever with our team.

The criticism about the Golden Tigers, that they are essentially a one-diminsional team led by lightning-fast, monster running back Jordan Eagle Road, was put to bed early by a smothering defense. Two games into the state playoffs, and two routs.

At the end of the first quarter (12 mins.), the Golden Tigers

led 25-0. One might think that Eagle Road had a big night, but NO- the defense did.

Thanks to a slippery pigskin (light rain all evening), the Commerce, Ok. team couldn't hang onto their balls. During one of the three consecutive, fumbled possessions in the first quarter, the ball squirted out and straight up into the air, maybe 15-20 feet, hung there until linebacker Shaun James settled under it, and ran it 40 yards into the endzone for the first of his two defensive touchdowns.

Talihina 38, Commerce 7

Next week, at Hennessey.

UPdate: My apologies to linebacker Shaun James for

mis-identifying him as 'Chris' in my post. Corrected.

Targeting Does And Targeting Buck$$

2009-11-20T13:08:00.007-06:00

First off, however, Why I am Off Work, at home this afternoon.
Two words: Deer Season tomorrow.

NOW:

Dimwitocrats in the US Senate are expected to approve Harry Reid's Universal healthcare bill tomorrow night, Saturday. The vote on the bill is scheduled to take place at 8:00 pm, EST.
Dimwitocrats in the US Senate are expected to approve Harry Ried's Universal healthcare bill,
staying in lockstep with the Statists' powergrab, instead of using their brains or instead of
listening to their constituents at home.

The initial horrors exposed in the wording of this bill are nothing less than chilling; bordering upon 'deadly'.
The proposed wording of this unnecessary bill include cutbacks in female cancer testing.

Sorry, but we need to get technically intimate here, to prevent this abomination.

The proposed legislation suggests that young women only get PAP smear tests EVERY OTHER YEAR.
PAP smears are an acknowledged, approved method of determining early cervical cancer--
--The second most common cancer diagnosis among child-bearing women.

-among child-bearing gals- ladies like your daughters or granddaughters, maybe your wife; your neighbors' wife or their girl; your nieces, your best friends' daughters.

You may ask: "What's the Number 1, Most Common Cancer found in young women in the United States?"

Breast cancer.

But Harry Reid and his Dimwitocrats have intentions for that too, in their Senate Bill:

The new mammography guidelines established by the U.S. Preventive Services Task Force call for women, ages 50 and older, to have mammograms once every two years, as opposed to previous guidelines that recommend women 40 and older get annual mammograms.

The new recommendations could have serious implications for African American women since studies have shown that African American women develop breast cancer at an earlier age, are often diagnosed at a later stage of the disease, and develop more aggressive types of breast cancer.
The USPSTF recommendations could result in even higher death rates for this disease and further exacerbate the challenges for the uninsured and the under insured.”
Dimwitocrats must hate women, like my wife Leticia and like Sarah Palin, and your wife and daughters, to propose such restrictions on such important medical tests like these, eh???

The Dimwitocrats are already long, on record of hating the unborn, and endorsing the murder of them. Now in the Reid healthcare bill, every one of us will be partially funding Federally supported abortions.
Through our tax increases brought on by this most horrible piece of (****) legislation.

Dimwitocrats' War on Cancer Prevention Bill goes even further, fellas--

Favors ending screenings for all forms of cancer if and when an older patient is more likely to die of another condition than of cancer;
Supports reductions in annual screening for prostate cancer:
Suggests there is insufficient evidence available to support guidelines calling for regular skin cancer screening;
Finds insufficient evidence to support screening for newborn jaundice, despite the fact that 60 percent of babies are born with jaundice – a condition that can lead to brain damage.

It is now open season on what is inside your buckskin wallets, on what's inside your bank accounts, on what's inside your skins, Americans.

Look At All the Pretty New Taxes

2009-11-19T10:27:00.005-06:00

The Senate "healthcare" bill is loaded with new taxes to be heaped upon American citizens, and of course, well-hidden within it's 2,094 pages of politicalgibberish.
Of particular concern, is the "Individual Mandate Tax": the tax surcharge to any taxpayer who deliberately chooses not to buy health insurance on their own. It can be as high as 8% of income.
Quoting Americans for Tax Reform, "Starting in 2014, anyone not buying “qualifying” health insurance must pay an income surtax according to the following schedule:

[table]

Exemptions for religious objectors, undocumented immigrants, prisoners, those earning less than the poverty line, members of Indian tribes, and hardship cases (determined by HHS)."

(( that is the first of at least 5 new taxes to be unleashed
onto citizens by this bill,
totaling $184 Billion ))

The addition of 'undocumented immigrants' into that loophole exemption list is the most telling item... READ: Votes.

But the other exemptions therein, are equally condescending IMO; members of Indian tribes are equated with prisoners, illegal aliens and the perpetually poor. READ: Votes.

All Americans should take a lesson from Barry Huss Obama, and immediately align themselves with their nearest, quickest victim class; in his case, being 1/4 Black.
Now do you want to be an Indian~!??

Become either a prisoner, an illegal alien, miserably poor or a member of an Indian tribe.
Think of the money you'll save, ihini (Choctaw brother).

OR, become a full-hot-blooded member
of the American Tribe, and revolt
against this unconstitutional act.

Whatzit?? No. 14

2009-11-18T06:57:00.005-06:00

He freed most of the slaves....

but not Smitty.

Smitty was simply tooo good with that Qtip.

NO Jobs Created Whatsoever in Oklahoma Congressional Distrct 51

2009-11-16T19:39:00.006-06:00

"hand jobs"

The great state of Oklahoma, the 53rd state, has received a total of $492,815,175 of the Federal Stimulus plan, thus far this year, according to controversial leader Barry Huss Obama's Recovery.gov website.

And it is reported there, that nearly 8,750 jobs have been created or saved with that dough (at a generous, average salary of $$ 56,341 each).

Here is a breakdown of jobs created/saved, by OK. Congressional district, from the chief executive of the United States:

I really despise all the people in Oklahoma's 51st Congressional district-- receiving over $10,600,000 dollars and not creating, nor saving one puny job over there.
On the other hand, Oklahoma's 24th Congressional district area received $311,966, and created (a whole new district) 12 "jobs".

Wherever "there" is, that got that money. Our money. [oklahoma only has 5 districts]

Liars~!! in the White House.
To see how many new districts your state now has, go to the above link, choose your state then click "See All Districts".

This 'n' That

2009-11-14T11:18:00.006-06:00

We have about an hour this morning, until Leticia gets home from work, so that we can head over to the hideaway to work.

I'm seated here next to my BFF Dillon, who wanted to see how I compose a post on The Local Malcontent bloggie.
Meaning, this is more of a teachable moment, than a real blogpost~!

So what do you want to see?
how do you put pictures on?

Like this, Dillon:
1) click here;
2) choose your image choice; where to put it on the blog,
3) then click OK,
4) and put a caption on the pic, if you need to.

Here's His Choice of picture to post here:

MAKING PUMPKIN PIES

Sighhhh.

"Say something to your readers (that you've not offended), will ya?"

I do not like pumpkin pie. It tastes like medicine only worse.

"What is your favorite kind of pie?"
Cherry and blackberry.
"Both of those kinds make you fart alot." (teasing)
So you must eat them alot,Ron?
"You are smarter than me, aren't you, pie-expert, Dillon?"
I make all As in school, except in Oklahoma history.
"We will fix that... What is 3.14162, pie-expert?"
Like, your IQ?

Let's go on to how to colorize our conversation here, shall we?

SOLACE, Possibly Found

2009-11-13T16:29:00.011-06:00

Last night I found the very best rendition of my most favorite song ever
on YouTube.
Of course, it's "Solace" by Joplin.

Aren't we all looking for more Solace in our lives? I may have added to ours,
to Leticia's, definitely to mine, with this.
This is sooo close to the way I play Solace on our piano,
always with tears streaming, wetfaced.
We have so many Scott Joplin CDs, LPs, and tapes,
I'm always seeking that proper perspective,
the proper Respective,
to only one composition.

This video rendition comes closest to the emotions Scott Joplin felt
when he composed it in 1908, for his wife, Lottie.

For she, similarly, was his Solace, his Refuge, his Abandon, his Comfort.
Instructions to be played "very slowly" by Joplin, no one ever has recorded 'Solace', this slowly,
this passionately, this intimately, and IMO, this correctly.

Tears. Every time I hear 'Solace', I weep- I have since I was a little man,
and I hope I do, every time I hear it.
(I know why - but I can't broadcast it here.
"26 chapters...", hatless :=) )

Please, to enjoy~! for the umpteenth time here at the LMC, please listen with me, to
"SOLACE" by American Scott Joplin:

Have a great weekend, OK? Find Solace for yourself.

My Next Field of "Expertise"

2009-11-11T17:24:00.007-06:00

UPS delivered my newest toy this afternoon.
(Why does UPS work on Veterans Day??)

A 30-pound box of electronic bits and pieces, designed to give us, me, my wife and 'our boy' Dillon a greater feeling of freedom should the need arise.

Wanna see it? Lookee here, at this PDF spec sheet.

To be installed this weekend, all for the low, low price of going to watch Dillon play 6th grade basketball tomorrow night in Wilburton, then "escorting" him to Talihina High School's first round- state playoff game, Friday night at home against Wynnewood High School (6-4).

The cost of watching our boy play basketball and then the next night, make sure he's on best behavior, as we three attend the football game, -- for his valuable, monkey-agile assistance in installing this solar energy cell stack over the weekend?

PRICELESS.

(While this post may lead, may tell others that we intend to ride-out the short-lived, Socialistic conversion of America in a well hidden, old camper trailer, I'll bet you any sum, that you can't find it, or us, in it.)

By the time that we may need to evacuate to that place, Leticia will have canned over 5 dozen jars of vegetables from our garden, friends' gardens, and from the farmers' market in Talihina, and fruit from our peach trees..
The boy and I can either fish, or trap or kill game around our land to supplement our diet.

Now at least, the Microwave oven will work~!

Every Picture Tells a Story,Don't It?

2009-11-10T18:45:00.013-06:00

The following images will be used in an upcoming, scheduled LMC post:

Have you heard this story, already?

Write A Caption for This Image

2009-11-08T16:28:00.007-06:00

A friend gave me the Alzheimer's Disease Research 2010 calendar today after church, and one month's photograph just really has me mesmerized.

Each month's photo has the same, very prominent feature: A waving American flag, from in front of a coffee shop on a snowy Massachusetts street, to in front of a Minnesota barn, from coast to coast really,
including this one from Texas, (July 2010), attached to an old Ford(?) tractor, surrounded by Indian paintbrush wildflowers. It's the one which has me, well, puzzled.

Thinking ahead for what America will be facing next July,
what caption might YOU give this image? (the Fourth is a Sunday, BTW)

to learn more about Alzheimer's Disease Research, visit http://www.ahaf.org/ , or call +1(800) 437-2423.

An Update on our "Rough Stretch of Road"

2009-11-07T10:20:00.005-06:00

Friends, your kind words and thoughts and prayers from all corners
really have been a comfort to both of us,
and I Thank You one and all.

Lois' death, while somewhat anticipated due to her health, still came as a real shock to her loved ones. Like her two daughters, Lois was a strong-willed woman- a fighter and a survivor of so many battles with her health and with her body.
Leticia and I, and Lois' other daughter all believed that she would win this battle with pnuemonia too-
again, as she had so many others before; I even believe Lois may have thought that.

Leticia has been back here, at our home since Wednesday night, and I've been as attentive and consoling as I can think to be all week. There are still times when she cries until her eyes are just dried up, and she is more quiet than normally. And her friends from both communities, all three communities really where she knows everyone, are keeping her and her sister uplifted through prayers and calls and visits and foods/services of all kinds.
Leticia is working through her mother's death in her own way, bit by bit, moment by moment, memory by memory.
And with the passing of time, well, you know....

Our young friend Dillon came by last evening for only a short visit, bringing with him a raisin pie his mother had baked for Leti. He and I had the chance to talk alone outside, before he had to go back home.
His mother has grounded him for the time being, for his (immature) running away stunt, but also for getting into a fight at last Friday's final home football game in Talihina.
He was not suspended from school, only from the game- thank goodness. And quite honestly, I'd have done the same thing as Dillon did, had some dimwit thrown mud all over me and my clothes: I'd have wrestled him down in the same mudpuddle until he was soaked and covered with muck.
It's always the second foul, not the first, which the official sees at football games.

"Spot" promised me that he would tame his emotions last night. But I know that for a 13-year old, that is impossible.

I haven't told LMC readers that Dillon's 16-year old half-brother became a father last month yet, have I?
He did. Jordan is in the 10th grade. So is the new mother. Some accomplishment. >>>>>>>>>

The Oklahoma Gaming Commission has handed down a $1.2 million dollar fine against the casino in my territory, for deception and fraud. It was the Choctaw casino in Pocola.
Now, I have been directed to audit that place every week. And there's more to come, but I'm not at liberty to comment on here.

So are things better?

Always, when seen through the long term, "the river view" of life, always in terms of His timetable.

HOW ARE THINGS WITH YOU, FRIEND?

~ And the Winner Is: Smart Old Butch

2009-11-06T08:02:00.008-06:00

Lovingly, laughingly lifted from Uncle Neal's Boortz Blast, yesterday:

John was in the fertilized egg business. He had several hundred young layers (hens), called 'pullets,' and ten roosters to fertilize the eggs. He kept records, and any rooster not performing went into the soup pot and was replaced.

This took a lot of time, so he bought some tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Each bell had a different tone so he could tell from a distance which rooster was 'performing'. Now, he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report by just listening to the bells.

John's favorite rooster, old Butch, was a very fine specimen, but this one morning he noticed old Butch's bell hadn't rung at all! When he went to investigate, he saw the other roosters were busy chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing, but the pullets, hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover. To John's amazement, old Butch had his bell in his beak, so it couldn't ring. He'd sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one.

John was so proud of old Butch, he entered him in the Renfrew County Fair and he became an overnight sensation among the judges.

The result was the judges not only awarded old Butch the No Bell - Piece Prize but, they also awarded him the Pulletsurprise as well.

Clearly old Butch was a politician in the making. Who else but a politician could figure out how to win two of the most highly coveted awards on our planet by being the best at sneaking up on the populace and screwing them when they weren't paying attention.

Vote carefully next time, the bells are not always audible.

Obama: Ignoring America's Valliant History, Again

2009-11-05T07:02:00.010-06:00

The White House has announced our absence at ceremonies marking the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall. Meanwhile, Russia has been practicing a nuclear invasion of an abandoned Poland.

The above is lovingly lifted from Investors.com, where I hope you will go and read the rest of this analysis, please.

The scene where another young American leader exclaimed, "Ich bin ein Berliner" once; and where President Reagan boldly instructed the Soviet Union, "Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!"

The trouble with this 20th anniversary observance however, is that it is not going to be centered around the egomaniac Barry Huss Obama, you see. Rather, the celebration of the reunification of Germany became possible through the strengths of a real President, a real American and World Leader; and the reassurance of a strong, American military backing-- both, matters of which Mr. Obama hasn't a clue.

Unlike Obama's recent trips to the United Nations and a hastily organized, quick trip to Copenhagen, he and his teleprompter would not be the star attraction in Berlin this time- no fawning crowds eager to listen to his meaningless blather and pretty, empty words.
When this celebration of liberty and of freedom happens soon, let's all remember where Mr. Obama chose to be, whatcha say? I'll bet that date interferes with some high level SEIU meeting, or with ACORN....

Only, I find it all dreadfully ironic in a way--
Obama has abandoned Poland already in his leadership role by telling the Polish that we were reneging on our commitment to their security by installing defensive missiles on their soil, and doing so, on September 18th- the 70th anniversary of the Soviet invasion of Poland, remember?
Isn't the largest community of Polish immigrants in America,
located in Chicago??

Controversial Leader Obama Unconcerned about Conserative Gubernatorial Wins

2009-11-04T14:39:00.003-06:00

Instead, the Narcissist in Chief viewed a documentary on HBO, about himself.
Thus, the election result didn't matter that he made three visits to New Jersey in the past two weeks to campaign for corrupt John Corzine.
Or for his lapdogs at the Washington Post, which demeaned itself with undulating, undeserved praise of Creigh Deeds in Virginia.

(I only learned how to spell that word correctly, "narcissist", this year~!) MAJN-IT.

With everything going wrong with the socialistic legislation which this man-boy-IN-Chief has proposed through Nancy Pelosi and dead-man-walking Harry Reid, it is amazing that his Rasmussen Unpopularity rating is Only -13 today.

How low can it go, by November 2010?

Conservatism Rocks~!

A Real Rough Stretch of Road

2009-10-31T01:06:00.010-05:00

I want to apologize for being away from this blog for almost two weeks-
it has been just an awful, awful time for my wife and me.

"When it rains it pours" is so much a valid truth.
So is "bad news comes in threes", but in our case it was fours.
Thus, this bloggie went to the back seat.

I know that- I feel that, Leti and I were always in your prayers, nevertheless;
for those prayers, friend, I do thank you each.
For always, matters could have been far worse, but for the intervening Hand of our Lord.

To explain here all which has happened in the past 13 days would become a very long blogpost, a book.
With each day worse than that previous one, through last Friday. Oh well~

Leticia's mother died on October 21, 2009. I posted about her life and her passing, which friend Jeffro knows, since he read and posted a very kind comment to that now-deleted LMC post (Our thanks, Jeffro); when Leticia also read it, she objected(!) to the personal, identifiable information which I'd added about her mother. To add to matters, I even got her name wrong, and she insisted I delete it all. And she is right: TMI.
Lois died of pneumonia. She was 56 years old.

That led to our first, real marital fight, and man did it come at the worst time, considering.

On Sunday, the day after my dear mother-in-law's funeral Saturday before last, the LeFlore county sheriff came looking for me, accompanied by the Talihina police chief and deputies. Leticia and I had been staying at her mother's home in the town of LeFlore, to begin the probate and see to legal matters, and of her younger sister's welfare.
::: Dillon had run away from home, missing for four days at that point... Was he with us, did I know where he was?

No, he was not with us, and we suddenly had a new, compelling pain to focus upon. Dillon missing.
I led the Talihina P.D back to our house in Yanush to search for him- around our house or the lake, everywhere.
Leti took the LeFlore county sheriff to our hideaway on Winding Stair mountain, where they found him- he had been there since Thursday night after a dispute with his mother and stepdad, getting really angry, running off and getting a ride with a stranger to the Talimena Drive, he told the authorities.
He'd stayed at our 'escape pod' those three nights alone- waiting for, expecting to surprise us on our arrival, but not knowing anything about our loss of Leti's mother.

The deputies took him back home. In the patrol car.
He and I didn't get any chance to speak with each other about his dumbness, until this weekend. He came and spent Saturday night, apologizing all over himself for his actions, and we talked long about family, about being a proper young man, about not going off on a tangent when he's upset.

Last Monday, October 26, my immediate boss at the Tax Commission called me to immediately come to Oklahoma City to explain some things regarding my bi-monthly audits of one area casino.
So off I went to Oklahoma City, staying for two nights, Monday and Tuesday.
One casino, against which is some compelling evidence of gaming tampering, of winnings that were denied or were withheld to players, and apparently kept by the tribe, or by some managers there; none of which I'd seen nor reported to the state in any manner by law.
That this happened at only one casino which I audit, and only recently, though operated by my own tribe
IS damaging: The ongoing investigation should prove my honesty.... or my utter ignorance; I hope for the former, but expect the latter.

I'm home tonight alone, the third night in a row;
Leticia is over in LeFlore, staying with her sister;
Dillon is at his home in Talihina, and attending school;
the tribe's casino is still open for business.

I'm here with beer, reeling.

I'm A Racist, You're A Racist,He's A Racist, She's A Racist,Wouldn't You Like To Be A Racist Too?

2009-10-19T23:56:00.005-05:00

OR, you and I are competent, educated, conservative Americans, who believe in the right to object to dangerous policies to our country, being enacted today by the current controversial leadership in Washington. -- the God given right, too.--

Oooh, you watch Fox News? You racist. Read HotAir.com, or AmericanThinker.com ? You racist.
Listen to conservative radio talk shows?
Raaacist~!!

You object to illegal immigrants having every right as your own American child or your Veteran uncle?
Horrible racist~!

See how easy it is to hurl the race card?
But wait, there's more~!

If you disagree with controversial leader Barry Huss Obama in any way, then you are a racist.
Don't you see that? How blindly racist are you??

They try to tell us that the ONLY reason, THE. ONLY. reason we could possibly disagree with the Marxist direction which Obama is taking us, is that we must be racists.
There can be no other possible reason.... such as they are each anathema to our heritage as Americans; such as, they are designed to erode the solid foundation of our country; such as, they fly in the face of both natural and established American laws. Not to mention 'logic' and common sense, also.

SO, RATHER THAN ENGAGE IN ARGUMENT WITH CONSERVATIVES ON HOW DANGEROUS, OUTRAGEOUS AND UNPOPULAR THESE PROPOSED NEW REGULATIONS AND LAWS ARE,

the disloyal opposition tosses out the race card yet again, calling us "racists" right off the bat,
as if that will dispel all controversy.
Playing the Race Card is intended to throw the opposition on the defensive; and for which there is NO defense.
(Well, no legitimate defense to true racism.)

The best defense which Conservatives have come up with, since the inception
of Liberals' race card offense,
has been the "well that's Un-American" response.
Weak and up till now, feckless defense to their claims.
I guess it's better to be Un-American, huh??
I have to believe that the very best response to the race card gambit is The History response.
　
What is the History response, you ask?
See me tomorrow~!

Where To Start?

2009-10-17T14:52:00.003-05:00

Hello, again~!
Our week "living off the grid" went exceedingly well - as a starting point.
While we were away, I thought of thousands of things to come back and blog about, to comment upon-

from the communing/combat with nature to the unexpected inconveniences neither of us could anticipate, to our pride at seeing a little boy's innate, though untested skills, to a night's real terror during a long, mountain thunderstorm.

From the sounds of total silence of each dusk/night, to the early morning shooting of black bear/deer seasons,

the sudden serenity to sudden tension.
***********
I could compose 1,000 paragraphs here, now.
I am a changed man for this effort.

Except that, I just could not resist watching todays' OU/Texas game....

I once thought I was born a mere hundred years too late: Now, I know that

it is closer to 200 years too late.

Much of American life is an illusion: A slight of hand Trick.
***********
For those of you who know where to look, I'll detail more of our 10 days there.

210~!

2009-10-16T22:01:00.001-05:00

Now, that's more like it~!

210 visitors to the ol' bloggie, on Tuesday, Oct. 6.

Beating my one-day record for a post, on sky-diving midgets,
by a full 33 hits.
Thank you Ed Morrissey, and HotAir.com~! Love ya long time....

Whatzit?? Number 14

2009-10-16T22:00:00.002-05:00

Are ya sure?! you're getting sleepy, sleepy, slleeeepppy......

THIS JUST IN: OBAMA WINS BASEBALL'S CY YOUNG AWARD

2009-10-09T17:13:00.005-05:00

We picked up Dillion at his house earlier, and came by our house here to gather up a couple things which we forgot to take to our escape pod over on Winding Stair mountain. See now, why our hideout is necessary?

I'm jumping on the Internet only long enough to ask "SAY WHUT??"
My initial impression of the Nobel Peace Prize announcement today is 'Everyone Hates Israel' apparently, when the pattern of that "prize" award's past pattern is seen: yasser arafat, jimmuh cartuh, algore, and now zerobama.

I'm shocked, and not really surprised both.
God help us all, but I think this is His plan as revealed in Revalations.

Wrestling Back the Hands of Time

2009-10-08T06:29:00.004-05:00

This is essentially an update post. One which I really never expected to compose,
since I "quit blogging here" ten days ago.

My wife and I will be living in our hidden escape pod in the woods, beginning tonight and for the next 10 days, testing it for unforeseen flaws and leaks, discerning whether or not it makes us crazy.
Shoot, we may even stay. Especially if, it makes us crazy.

BFF, 13-year-old Dillion will join us tomorrow night for the weekend; he wants to learn to use a bow and a rifle, but not necessarily kill for food. (wait until he gets reeallly hungry though, or sees a bear or both)

In our absence, why not stroll through memory land, from the beginning?

Championship Tourney Time

2009-10-07T16:16:00.006-05:00

I love this time of year, when a certain sport comes into it's championship phase~!
Have I got my favorite? Favorites?

You know it, dude.

Yes, of course I'm speaking of

the 2009 U.S. Women's Chess Championship.

Today, IM Anna Zatonskih, pictured right,

prevailed with Black

in her much awaited game against IM Irina Krush.

In the Lasker Variation of the Queen's Gambit Declined, Zatonskih found an unusual way to snare Krush's queen

in a minority attack gone wrong. (watch games live, at above link)

For the less refined among us, there's the baseball playoffs.

My team, the St. Louis Cardinals are the overwhelming favorites

to win it all, among those polled within my circle of friends.

They meet the Los Angeles Dodgers tonight, the first game in a best of five series.
Other teams, and in "matches" starting either tonight or on Thursday,

include Minnesota/new york, Philadelphia vs. Colorado and

Boston vs. the Angels of California, formerly of Los Angeles but now in Anaheim.

Confession is Required For Your Soul

2009-10-06T18:52:00.008-05:00

WASHINGTON (Dow Jones)-- The FTC is taking a tougher line on bloggers who accept cash or gifts to tout a company's products or services.

Under revised rules announced Monday, the Federal Trade Commission's 'new ruling'will require bloggers and celebrities to clearly state when they receive cash or "payment in kind" for endorsing a company's products or services.

The changes, adopted on a 4-0 vote, are the first revisions to federal guidelines on endorsements and testimonial advertising since 1980 and the first to target bloggers.
Connections between advertisers and endorsers must be disclosed once the revised guidelines take effect on Dec. 1. The FTC said the stricter disclosure requirement will apply to comments on talk shows, blog posts and on social media as well as in traditional advertisements.

Advertisers and endorsers who fail to disclose material connections, or who make false, misleading or unsubstantiated claims may be subject to fines of $11,000 per violation. The FTC didn't set a specific dollar threshold; instead, it called for disclosure whenever a reward is large enough that it might affect the credibility of the endorsement itself.

Did we elect these people?! Isn't this taxation without representation? I'm calling my congressman, Dan Boren tomorrow. Again.

In the meanwhile, I'd better 'fess up, since the Feds are already onto my trail....

I've blogged twice (2) about my 2007 Ford F-150 this year; (Highly recommended)

Blogged once (1) about how delicious Frito-Lay Sunchips are;

Blogged once (1) about Mark Levin's excellent book, Liberty and Tyranny.
Blogged once (1) about how much fun can be had at Durant's Choctaw Casino/Resort. I wrote this post after they fired me, too! But no doubt, they will give me somewhat higher odds when I go play the ponies of the Breeder's Cup, because of that one posting-- All's forgiven, right Chief Pyle?

Now, I'm blogging once (1) about how the overbearing Federal government is taking away every liberty they can think of.
Gimme a Goody's powder, Stat!
For fast headache (gov't.) relief~!

Gold Medals for Hubris and Stupidity

2009-10-04T10:13:00.022-05:00

Heyyah, and welcome HotAir.com Readers, to the Local Malcontent~!

Both Zerobamas have "I" problems.

Very little about the Games themselves in their sales pitches, at all.
Michelle's "impassioned" sales pitch included:

"Chicago's vision for the Olympic and Paralympic Movement is about so more than what we can offer the Games -- it's about what the Games can offer all of us. It's about inspiring this generation (which could be done just as well from Rio or Madrid, or better yet, Hooterville), and building a lasting legacy for the next. It's about our responsibility as Americans not just to put on great Games, but to use these Games as a vehicle to bring us together; to usher in a new era of international engagement (LOL, like that hasn't been the objective of the Olympics for thousands of years already); and to give us hope; and to change lives all over the world.

"But today, I can dream, and I am dreaming of an Olympic and Paralympic Games in Chicago that will light up lives in neighborhoods all across America and all across the world; that will expose all our neighborhoods to new sports and new role models; that will show every child that regardless of wealth (??), or gender(?), or race(?), or physical ability(!!), there is a sport and a place for them, too."

There's those hopey-changey words again....
I guess that she's as suddenly proud of the Olympics, as she is America....
Twenty-six mentions of the word "I" or "my" in her speech.

(To which the IOC's answer was something like "get them ESPN and ESPN 2 if they need to be exposed to new sports and role models. And by the way, we're not so sure about that 'regardless of ability'" concept either.)

Barry's No-less Uninspiring Sales Pitch to the IOC:

"I come here today as a passionate supporter of the Olympic and Paralympic Games; as a strong believer in the movement they represent; and as a proud Chicagoan. But above all, I come as a faithful representative of the American people....

"We’re a nation that has always opened its arms to the citizens of the world — including my own father from the African continent — (Oh crap... here we go-)
See, growing up, my family moved around a lot. I was born in Hawaii. I lived in Indonesia for a time. I never really had roots in any one place or culture or ethnic group. And then I came to Chicago. And on those Chicago streets, I worked alongside men and women who were black and white; Latino and Asian; people of every class and nationality and religion. I came to discover that Chicago is that most American of American cities, but one where citizens from more than 130 nations inhabit a rich tapestry of distinctive neighborhoods.

"Each one of those neighborhoods — from Greektown to the Ukrainian Village; from Devon to Pilsen to Washington Park — has its own unique character, its own unique history, its songs, its language. But each is also part of our city — one city — a city where I finally found a home.
Chicago is a place where we strive to celebrate what makes us different....

"... we know how to put on big events. And scores of visitors
and spectators will tell you that we do it well.
(A 'score' of visitors/spectators equals 20 people, dummy)

The Biography Channel now continues...
"And I ran for President because I believed deeply that at this defining moment, the United States of America has a responsibility to help in that effort, to forge new partnerships with the nations and the peoples of the world. No one expects the Games to solve all our collective challenges.
Nearly one year ago, on a clear November night, people from every corner of the world gathered in the city of Chicago or in front of their televisions to watch the results of the U.S. Presidential election. Their interest wasn’t about me as an individual. Rather, it was rooted in the belief that America’s experiment in democracy still speaks to a set of universal aspirations and ideals. Their interest sprung from the hope that in this ever-shrinking world, our diversity could be a source of strength, a cause for celebration; and that with sustained work and determination, we could learn to live and prosper together during the fleeting moment we share on this Earth.

What. The. Hell?? Can this guy really be this extraordinarily stupid?

"And while we do not know what the next few years will bring, there is nothing I would like more than to step just a few blocks from my family’s home, with Michelle and our two girls, and welcome the world back into our neighborhood."
Non sequitor. A new World record in the Stupidity catagory.

Oy Veh! Fiddler On The Iranian Roof~!

2009-10-04T00:11:00.009-05:00

My best Iranian buddy, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, President of the Islamic Republic of Iran,

(wait for IT... ...)

IS actually Jewish, by birth. Read it. All.

Turns out, his family converted to Islam from Judaism after his birth, and that his birth name is really Schmechus Sabourjian.

The cloth weavers of Aradan. his birthplace.

All this time, I really thought that he resembled Motel Kamzoil, the tailor....

Now, my best, good friends KNOW that I'm not at all into, outting Jews;

that is a repugnant abomination.

What I AM into, is outting hypocrites in high places, and I cannot think of a greater hypocrite (Kenyan - born B.O.) than Mahmoud now.

Ali Nourizadeh, of the Centre for Arab and Iranian Studies, said: "This aspect of Mr. Ahmadinejad's background explains a lot about him. Every family that converts into a different religion takes a new identity by condemning their old faith. By making anti-Israeli statements he is trying to shed any suspicions about his Jewish connections. He feels vulnerable in a radical Shia society."

What this means, other than the inherent, psychologically damaging implications upon exposure, to my buddy, and the hasty denial of same which Mahmoud will now need to mount,
is that I can never use this photographic amalgamation again.

Or, is this a covert subterfuge to rid Iran of its' recently re-elected, highly unpopular leader, and OK'd by the Supreme Imam?

Waiting for our telephone here in Yanush to ring, any mohamadan minute, now....

Friday Night Scores

2009-10-03T07:10:00.001-05:00

High School Football Scores from last night:

Eighth ranked Talihina improved to 5-0, with a 27-8 victory over Sallisaw Central.
The Golden Tigers allowed their first score of the season last night,
having shut out all four of their previous foes.
Elsewhere in Oklahoma,

Bowlegs outran Prue, 56-42;

Alex topped Allen, 38-36;

Pond Creek-Hunter swamped Ringwood, 38-16;

Porter hollowed out Cave Springs, 58-0;

Sulphur smothered Marietta, 50-10;

Little Axe humbled Meeker, 24-10;

Okla. Bible thumped Chisholm, 28-12;

Lone Grove overshadowed Pauls Valley, 42-32;

Oologah hung a Zero on Catoosa, 33-0;

Weleetka whippedka Wetumka, 26-22;

and Beaver smacked Hooker, 57-8.

New Lyrics to "The Laughing Obama"

2009-10-02T19:06:00.006-05:00

I know a slim politician, he's always on TV,
A blank and sullen, black faced man,
He really is a treat~
He's inept as a leader, he's never known to frown,
But ev'rone in the nation, just knows him as a clown.

(*CHORUS)
Ohhha, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha,
Hohohohohohohohohohohohohohooohaa~!
Ahhohohohohahahahahaha~!
hahahahahahahahahahahahaa

He laffs at unemployment, he laffs at our defeat-
He laffs at everybody, when he's walking in the street~!
He never can stop grinning, he says he's never tried,
But once some of our soldiers died, he laffed until he cried~!

Ehh. hahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahaha,
Oh, hohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho~!
HaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa~!
Oah Hahaha, Hahaha, Hahaha, Hahahahaha.

His half-black face is wrinkling, and when he shuts his eyes,
(He turns his head to read what, a teleprompter advised)
He opens his great mouth then, and while the world just sighs,
He says I must arrest you, he doesn't know what for,
and then he starts in laffing, concluding it's 'Just For'.

(Here, the MSM joins in the chorus)

HaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa,
Oah Hahaha, Hahaha, Hahaha, Hahahahaha.
Oahhh, hahahahahahahha,
HaHaHaHaHa, HaHaHaHaHa HaHaHaHaHa

So if you chance to meet him, you'll see he's just a f=*=,
To get him far away from you, just give him half a buck
Most usu'ly, that'll sway him, but the more you give the best,
Obama's only into, himself and there's no rest.

(Fools only this time!)

Ohhha, Ha HaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa
HaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa
HaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, ha hahahaha.

He Has A Loser Permit For That

2009-10-02T16:42:00.004-05:00

If any other govermental employee failed this often, this consistantly

after promising Sooo much,
He'd be fired.
Obama fails. Again.

This time to bring the ~~White Sox~~, ~~Cubs~~, ~~da Bears~~, ~~Black Hawks~~, ~~Bulls~~, ~~JOBS~~, the Olympics home to a huge, widely-televised, championship stage in Chicago.

Let the excuses, begin~!

We would rather visit Rio de Janero, Brazil than

Chicago, Illinois any day, BTW. Wouldn't you?

President Wimpy and his Stupid Foreign Policy

2009-10-02T06:32:00.002-05:00

I could take you on a world tour of media who all express the same misgivings about Obama. It is abundantly evident that the only newspapers that think Obama is the greatest thing since sliced bread and canned beer are those in America. And some of them are beginning to have doubts. Meanwhile, President Stupid will continue to lay waste to the national economy, stymie our need for more energy resources, encourage the nation’s enemies, and stimulate worldwide derision as he stumbles from one speech to another in a vain effort to make up his mind.

On behalf of both sliced bread and canned beer, I vehemently resent that comparison.
But his words are accurate.

So are these:

Bringing a plate-of-wet-noodles foreign policy to the international bargaining table, when the world is in the sort of dire straights not seen since the 1930s, does not amuse sane people. Several incubating disasters await strong leadership, while our hot-to-trot celebrity president jets over to Copenhagen to flash his pearly whites at the International Olympic Committee on behalf of his chum, Mayor Daley. Any real man would be hard at work in the trenches at the White House.

I must honestly admit that when I heard Netanyahu's speech at the United Nations last week, I truly wished to claim him as my own president.(ME too) Speaking in the simple language of the stalwart, true-and-bold intellectual, Netanyahu called the proverbial spades for what they were and challenged a corrupt, contemptible, cowardly bunch of reprobates out of the shadows and into the light of truth.
He puts our own president to shame.

And I just thank the good Lord Almighty that there are a few real men like him left. (Ditto)

Of course, that's presuming that America had an 'American' as President.

No.

Instead we have a community organizer, an academician who may be book smart, but utterly bereft in terms of real world experience,

who is so in love with his mirror image exclusively,

he cares for little else.

Wonder if Michelle has ever worn a reflective Mylar bag over her face....

StandUp Honesty: GhoulsBe Like Seinfeld~A REALLY FUNNY VIDEO

2009-10-02T05:38:00.001-05:00

Via HOTAIR.com, this. And really, this is the funniest thing I've ever heard a Liberal say- because of his underlying honesty herein. Skip past the first 1:50, then Enjoy~!

Mr. Austan Goolsby, a giant government whore from Chicago within the [Millard Fillmore]Obama administration, lays it on the line, honestly for a change. He utilizes the comedic, 'subliminal comment' device throughout this routine, ala Kevin Nealon at Saturday Night Live to great effect, revealing a great deal about Zerobama's [separated at birth in a village in Kenya] agenda.

Humorous [Aaahhyya!!] for a change. I liked it, I laughed aloud nervously here.

But What Of the Poor Moon Pie?

2009-10-01T16:24:00.004-05:00

WOOHOO~! I'm an Okra. (I knew it in muh heart all along) And Leticia is a mess of Collard greens.

Both, very deliciously sensuous to the taste buds when cooked with sliced bacon and jalapenos. (Fried, in my case)
I hope when she gets home tonight, she'll tell me that she was born about a week early, 35 years ago.... and is really a Catfish.
That whole astrology thingie would then make very clear sense.

lovingly lifted from Bits and Pieces.
　
Some people (especially Southerners) are pretty skeptical of horoscopes, and it has become obvious that what they need are their own "Southern" astrological signs.

OKRA (Dec 22 – Jan 20) Although you appear crude, you are actually very slick on the inside. Okras have tremendous influence. An older Okra can look back over his life and see the seeds of his influence everywhere. Stay away from Moon Pies.

CHITLIN (Jan 21 – Feb 19) Chitlins come from humble backgrounds. A chitlin, however, can make something of himself if he’s motivated and has lots of seasoning. In dealing with Chitlins, be careful. They can erupt like Vesuvius. Chitlins are best with Catfish and Okra.

BOLL WEEVIL (Feb 20 – Mar 20) You have an overwhelming curiosity. You’re unsatisfied with the surface of things, and you feel the need to bore deep into the interior of everything. Needless to say, you are very intense and driven as if you had some inner hunger. Nobody in their right mind is going to marry you, so don’t worry about it.

MOON PIE (Mar 21 – Apr 20) You’re the type that spends a lot of time on the front porch. It’s a cinch to recognize the physical appearance of Moon Pies. Big and round are the key words here. You should marry anybody who you can get remotely interested in the idea. It’s not going to be easy. This might be the year to think about aerobics. Or – maybe not.

POSSUM (Apr 21 – May 21) When confronted with life’s difficulties, possums have a marked tendency to withdraw and develop a don’t-bother-me-about-it attitude. Sometimes you become so withdrawn, people actually think you’re dead. This strategy is probably not psychologically healthy, but seems to work for you. One day, however, it won’t work and you may find your problems actually running you over.

CRAWFISH (May 22 – June 21) Crawfish is a water sign. If you work in an office, you’re always hanging around the water cooler. Crawfish prefer the beach to the mountains, the pool to the golf course, the bathtub to the living room. You tend to be not particularly attractive physically, but you have very, very good heads.

COLLARDS (June 22 – July 23) Collards have a genius for communication. They love to get in the "melting pot" of life and share their essence with the essence of those round them. Collards make good social workers, psychologists, and baseball managers. As far as your personal life goes, if you are Collards, stay away from Moon Pies. It just won’t work. Save yourself a lot of heartache.

CATFISH (July 24 – Aug 23) Catfish are traditionalists in matters of the heart, although one’s whiskers may cause problems for loved ones. You catfish are never easy people to understand. You prefer the muddy bottoms to the clear surface of life. Above all else, Catfish should stay away from Moon Pies.

GRITS (Aug 24 – Sept 23) Your highest aim is to be with others like yourself. You like to huddle together with a big crowd of other Grits. You love to travel though, so maybe you should think about joining a club. Where do you like to go? Anywhere they have cheese or gravy or bacon or butter or eggs. If you can go somewhere where they have all these things, that serves you well.

BOILED PEANUTS (Sept 24 – Oct 23) You have a passionate desire to help your fellow man. Unfortunately, those who know you best – your friends and loved ones – may find that your personality is much too salty, and their criticism will probably affect you deeply because you are really much softer than you appear. You should go right ahead and marry anybody you want to because in a certain way, yours is a charmed life. On the road of life, you can be sure that people will always pull over and stop for you.

BUTTER BEAN (Oct 24 – Nov 22) Always invite a Butter Bean because Butter Beans get along well with everybody. You, as a Butter Bean, should be proud. You’ve grown on the vine of life and you feel at home no matter what the setting. You can sit next to anybody. However, you, too, shouldn’t have anything to do with Moon Pies.

ARMADILLO (Nov 23 – Dec 21) You have a tendency to develop a tough exterior, but you are actually quite gentle. A good evening for you? Old friends, a fire, some roots, fruit, worms and insects. You are a throwback. You’re not concerned with today’s fashions and trends. You’re not concerned with anything about today. You’re really almost prehistoric in your interests and behavior patterns. You probably want to marry another Armadillo, but Possum is another somewhat kinky, mating possibility.

The Zombie Malcontent, Now

2009-09-29T15:56:00.009-05:00

What can I say??
Due to overwhelming objection from online friends, my uncle Bryan and from Leticia, who's already tired of listening to me rant privately to her about our national abuse at the hands of ZerObama & Company,
I Am Back. And I Will Never Leave Blogging ever Again. I Will Stay.
That is the Choctaw way, anyways.... Commitment. Endurance.

(Ehh, sleep is overrated)

I sent an email to many of you regular readers of the LMC, explaining another reason why I felt why this blog was an interference to my attention: That ambition has not changed in two-plus days' time-

somehow, I will squeeze out time to blog with everything else offered by my plate.

~ Everyone knows how much I love having full plates in front of me ~

Besides all your kind comments and emails, friends,

this morning, my uncle Bok Chuka made the disappointed, though convincing, and convicting argument for me to continue 'The Local Malcontent'.

Uncle Bok Chuka emailed: "You established a voice on the Internet for us Choctaws with your blog. Either you can be a quitter and quit, giving all us another setback, or you fight on, tired and bloodied, even more fiercely...."

Emphasizing his point, he added the following photos of Evil, American torture of Iraqi kids, in his email:

Reason enough to FIGHT.

the ZMC will now fight for Brains, Brains, brains!

"THE TRICK, you SAID,WAS NEVER PLAY THE GAME TOO LONG..."

2009-09-26T12:30:00.000-05:00

"Still the Same" by Bob Seger, the literal song of my life.

On behalf of everyone whom I have introduced here on this bloggie, I want to thank you for your kindness by coming by and visiting us here in gorgeous Southeast Oklahoma, as seen through the eyes, and as read through the words of your Local Malcontent.

From my beautiful wife, Leticia, and her parents, Lois and Kenneth, from my BFF Dillion "Spot", my best grownup friend Marty and his wife, my uncle Bryan, "Bok Chuka", Glenn "Ooh Ghatleh", Bryan the electrician, our neighbors Dave and Rachel, Darnell, Ralphie, Cyndy (9=10), Crazy Wanda and her brother, Granpappy Spears, indeed, all us Krazy Choctaws from Yanush,

But MOST OF ALL, from me, Ron,
your Local Malcontent, thank you~!
And now, GOODBYE.

We've sure had some fun and some adventures over the past two and one-half years here, but now my mind's playground is closing up shop.

My favorite posts really, really were the week's worth of adoration of Oklahoma, during her Centennial week, November 11 - 16, 2007.
Would you believe, that IT IS EXACTLY BECAUSE OF MY LOVE FOR MY STATE, that I'm quitting the LMC?
~ Well, it is.

To that end, we are going back to basics.
Survivalist, Indian basics. The three of us.
A happy ending? That remains 2B seen, friends, as it's in God's Hands always.
***********
I have loved all your comments, and I loved meeting most of you, visiting your own bloggies/sites, becoming friends, and we will remember you in prayer to our Creator always, though we will likely never speak with each other ever again.

Will I blog again, ever?
Perhaps, though not soon. Proverbs 8:17.
I only ever, tried to get an edge in, wordwise.

Finally, I would like to wish a very "Happy Birthday" in November to this guy, whom I admire/love so much;

sadly we never met at an Okie Bloggers Banquet. I never, non-verbally shot at you....
I patterned my LMC bloggie after yours, Charles, both caustic and as soft as a feather depending, ~to a 1/1,000,000th scale. Therefore, my last tribute here is yours.
　
Goodnight everybody~! Be Seein' Ya~!

The End.

YOU Ask The Question, I Answer UPDATE

2009-09-24T18:20:00.014-05:00

Inspired by our Jungle Mom,
I am going to try this, too.

Ask me any question in the comments, remembering to keep it clean, and I will answer them all Sunday afternoon.
~all two of them....

( I don't have near the following which sweet Jungle Mom has. )

Let me have it~!

*update-

)) 36 hours later, was THIS EVer a disaster post~!!((

Thanks SOOO very much for your support~!

LATER UPDATE: MY ANSWERS ARE IN THE COMMENTS.

Paint By Numbers, Jimbo, As You're Told ~!

2009-09-23T08:37:00.012-05:00

Can't This Guy even Count?

Should Oklahomans Allow Him to Try Counting??

lovingly lifted from the Tulsa World the newspaper of Choice:
　
State likely to get less from lottery

OKLAHOMA CITY — The Oklahoma Lottery is expected to generate less money for education in fiscal year 2011, its governing board was told Tuesday. The state's lottery will provide an estimated $64.8 million to education in 2011, down from an estimated $66.7 million in 2010. It provided slightly more than $69 million in 2009.

(a difference of an estimated $1.9 million dollars/2010-11. PALTRY)

MEANWHILE, Oklahoma's Indian Gaming Casinos provided the state with a 30% increase this past year alone, translating to 105.6 million dollars next year.

Executive Director James "jimbo" Scroggins said the reduction is due to a downturn in the economy and competition from the Arkansas Lottery, which begins Monday. Scroggins said the Oklahoma Lottery will lose between $10 million and $12 million in sales in the first year Arkansas' lottery is operating. However, that figure could grow, he said. Scroggins said he doesn't know if Arkansas prizes will be larger than Oklahoma's.

LOL. Both your quoted figures, sales and state revenue (losses) are over-stated wildly.

I know intimately, that information already, sir, if you'd like to call me; or the Oklahoma Tax Commission/ Indian Gaming/ ....
*****
Not Crimsonny likely, considering the numbers and the geographics, Mr. Scroggins. Who the heck provides your research? Homer Simpson? Barack Obama? Nancy Pelosi? Thin Aire?

How did you get your job, sir?
*)*)*)*)

Just the Lottery facts, Ma'am:

Arkansas is a much poorer state than ours, both by per capita income and by taxation; Arkansas is a state which, just like Oklahoma, is surrounded by other states which also offer Lottery gaming. --

Kansas Lottery did not suffer by Oklahoma's entrance into lottery gaming; Texas Lottery did not suffer one whit by Oklahoma's entrance into lottery gaming; New Mexico's Lottery has not suffered by Oklahoma's entrance into lottery gaming. Missouri's Lottery has not ......

you get the idea.

Arkansas is the smallest state West of the Mississippi. The drop-off of Oklahoma lottery of which you speak so fearfully, sir, reflects estimated Arkansans' purchases of Oklahoma lottery scratch off tickets, Powerball and the Sizzler Lotteries, Pick-3 and 5s, offered within our boundaries.

All. are. materially. irrelevant. sales.

I've done the research, sir: I've done the footwork for Oklahoma's Indian gaming, already. You are a scare monger, Mr. Scroggins, and one who should not be listened to, or relied upon, or employed by the state of Oklahoma, at all. In My Honest Opinion.

INSTEAD, THIS IS YET ANOTHER flailing, flaccid attempt to scare gamers, gamblers and parents of schoolchildren by a desperate, bedwetting, Democratic party fear-monger, who could not work part time, at a convenience store if it were not for his connections and family money.

A 'Dear John' Letter-Return To Sender!

2009-09-21T13:50:00.009-05:00

Dear ~~Governor Paterson,~~ Mr. Obama,

It is with a very deep respect for your achievement that we write this letter to you. As the very first Black ~~Governor~~ Leader of the great, Democratic stronghold state, ~~New York~~ The Federal Union, it is important, no vital-- that you hear our words now.

You see, the entire country is in deep trouble. Citizens everywhere, from New England to the great Southwest are beginning to see through the veil of lies and empty promises which every Democratic candidate has used to gain high office.

Frankly, Mr. ~~Paterson~~ Obama, our party of divisiveness and exclusion and taxes is also in position to lose many, many seats in ~~the State Assembly~~ Congress, unless we do something bold soon. We have no ideas whatsoever, on how to properly manage a ~~state~~ nation, other than follow that antique Constitution thingie, and you know we cannot do that~!

Therefore, it is with the deepest respect for you, and the concern for our party that we now ask you to step aside from your next election cycle.

That move would be seen a noble one on your part, and the best for ~~the~~ our 'Empire ~~State~~'. Heavyweight, Republican challengers to your office see you as vulnerable, and are itching to topple you.
Rudy Guiliani, is the front runner as you know.

And remember how effective he was as mayor of NYC?

Nor do we believe that you could survive a Democratic primary with a better candidate of our choice, like ~~Andrew Cuomo~~ Hillary: That would only needlessly deplete his election funds in a primary battle against you, when that money could be better used later on, buying votes and paying bribes to union leaders.
And let's face it: ~~Albany~~ Washington is in shambles.

Under your governance, less than nothing is being accomplished.

The people as a whole, are beginning to grumble, and we, the party as a whole, need for the people to go back to sleep, and not notice that we, the party as a whole, are taking them all on a fast ride to tyranny.

It is not a matter of your race, Mr. ~~Paterson~~ Obama; believe us, friend, we love you.
But we need a dynamic white person to bring back our constituancy into line behind us. We tried it your way, but we need desperately to go back to the kind of politics which we know works. For us.

So please shut up, and issue a press statement very soon stating you will not be running for election, "due to family concerns".... That always works, evoking a sympathic feeling among voters. And allow a more qualified ~~man~~ woman to assume your job.

Your very good friend, & "brother",
~~Barry Huss Obama~~

Bill Clinton

/sarc/

Her Name Was "Tillshey"

2009-09-21T05:41:00.004-05:00

This Guy Could Take a Lesson From So Many in Nigeria

2009-09-21T00:03:00.006-05:00

My goodness. Our email was full tonight, after a weekend away from home, including a funny one "from Iran".
From 'my friend' Wahid Adada, a petroleum magnate in Iran, we received this sad news:
　
Dear Friend,

As you read this, I don't want you to feel sorry forme, because, I believe everyone will die someday. My name is MR Wahid Adada a Crude Oil merchant in IRAN, Ihave been diagnosed with Esophageal cancer . It has defiled all forms of medical treatment, andright now I have only about a few months to live,according to medical experts.

I have not particularly lived my life so well, as Inever really cared for anyone (not even myself) but mybusiness. Though I am very rich, I was nevergenerous, I was always hostile to people and onlyfocused on my business as that was the only thing Icared for. But now I regret all this as I now knowthat there is more to life than just wanting to haveor make all the money in the world.
I believe when God gives me a second chance to cometo this world I would live my life a different wayfrom how I have lived it. Now that God has calledme, I have willed and given most of my propertyand assets to my immediate and extended familymembers as well as a few close friends.

I want God to be merciful to me and accept my soulso, I have decided to give alms to charityorganizations, as I want this to be one of the lastgood deeds I do on earth. So far, I have distributedmoney to some charity organizations in Austra, cameroun,liberia,Algeria and Malaysia. Now that my health hasdeteriorated so badly, I cannot do this myselfanymore. I once asked members of my family to closeone of my accounts and distribute the money which I havethere to charity organization in Bulgaria andPakistan, they refused and kept the money tothemselves. Hence, I do not trust them anymore, asthey seem not to be contended with what I have leftfor them.

The last of my money which no one knows of is thehuge cash deposit of fifteen million dollars$15,000,000,00 that I have with a finance/SecurityCompany abroad.

I will want you to help me collect thisdeposit and dispatched it to charity organizations.
I have set aside 10% for you and for your time.

God be with you.

MR Wahid Adada
*********
Dear MR Adada,
We are very sorry to here about you're diagnosis, andallso about you're predicament with your family. We do however, feel honored that you remembered us so fondly, as to leave us 10% of you're wealth; and we appreciate thatyoudid not ask from us for any personal banking information in your email, in order to assist you in your final endeavor. That would have been suspecitious.... But you did not- already thinking ahead for our safety...

As you may have heard, Obama's IRS and Justice Department are busy tracking down all offshore wealth, so your consideration for Leticia
and me is very enduring.

I could suggest this: You have time enough to accept Jesus Christ as your personal Saviour, rejecting your lifelong belief for the only True way to Eternal Life. Through prayer, simply ask Jesus to come into your life, andask His forgiveness for your sins. Your life will change for the better before your eyes.

While you are at it, why not decide to leave us two, capitalist Americans your entire fortune, and we will most certainly give (alot of) it away, but not to Pakistan.... and NOT ONE PENNY to Austra, alright?

YOU say in your kind email, MR Adada, that you "believe when God gives me a second chance to come to this world I would live my life a different way from how I have lived it." I was totally unaware there were any Buddhists -at all- living in Iran and being so materially successful as you claim to be~!
At least you are not a Muslim, am I right??? LOL

Give my best to my buddy Mahmoud when you see him, please?
And P.S.-- Why does your email originate from Indonesia, MR Adada? Are you now having one of those 'D'OH!' moments, realizing you didn't ask us for the bottom line?

Whatzit?? Number 13

2009-09-16T23:56:00.010-05:00

If This Keeps Up...

2009-09-16T22:45:00.011-05:00

... then I'm going to form the "Get Outta My Swamp Party".

heh, and we live on a hillside~.

Sardis Lake, which normally is around 125 yards away from the house, is now encrouching on 100 yards away.

Think snakes....

Seven. Straight. Days. of rain.

Not random, short, daily showers or storms;

all day and all night rains.

Constant. Inch-and-more-per-day rains, over the area. Unrelenting.

The current, big joke around here is to say, "I think it might rain later," to much sardonic laughter.

Two years ago, I marvelled at 28 straight days of rain from mid May through mid June. However, those were only daily, intermittent showers.

"Who Can Tax the Sunrise?"

2009-09-15T07:25:00.002-05:00

H/T Nicky Goomba, Goomba News Network:

LIVE! From Uncle Sam Theatre

Now there's a tune I need to keep in my head all day long, as a reminder....

"I'd say five years is pretty wishful thinking"

2009-09-14T23:24:00.006-05:00

The above spoken in reply to Barbara Walters this past spring, 2009.

Patrick Swayze has died.

Age 57, of pancreatic cancer.

And he'd, had, 'The Time of His Life', according to many.

Godspeed, with prayers.

What Are Your Favoritie Spiritual Songs and/or Favorite Hymns?

2009-09-14T01:09:00.009-05:00

Ever since the July tent revival in Talihina,
I've been especially cognizant of Christian music.
Well, I'd always listened to Christian radio, when the R.Wing. radio talk show hosts weren't available.
~Ever cognizant of my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ and His/Our Father always....

My good friend and fellow Okie blogger, Mr. Willis, has offered up his favorite Christian song, "King of Kings", over at his blog, Romans 13:10.
You should hear it! Beautiful, moving, uplifting.

Here is my current favorite Christian song played on the radio (KLOVE).
Come to Jesus"

I've already posted my Alltime favorite Christian hymn, "Love Lifted Me" before,
but here it is again, sung by televangelist, Benny Hinn:

Here is my Leticia''s Alltime favorite hymn, "What A Friend We Have In Jesus",
what a privilige to carry everything to God in prayer~!:

So what are your personal favorite songs/hymns, and do you have a link to them anywhere on the Internet???
I wish that you would share them here, please.

Specifically, I'm calling out JMom, Abouna, ABINPOPPA, Spitfire, KIni, hatless, McGehee, Jeffro--
Anyone else who wants to share their personal favorites here.

I'm sure "Love Lifted Me" will fit right in with these, on that day, since my Creator/Father already Knows this about me.....

"Dillon & Ron BFF"

2009-09-12T08:03:00.023-05:00

The only possible way that I could follow a post about an American hero like Michael A. Tanner, is with a post about a beloved one of the next generation, whom I also admire alot.
There won't however, be any mention of the nickname/word 'Tiny' in this post....

13-year-old Dillon, "Spot", came over yesterday afternoon unexpectedly,
of course and naturally, to spend the weekend with us.
I can't tell you in words, how this boy has invaded/taken over my heart so.
Those words simply do not exist, without all these involuntary tears of joy.

Ostensibly, he wanted to borrow my lawnmower to use at his new residence in Talihina. I said "sure thing."
Then he wanted to take the weed-eater too, and a post hole digger...~!
"I can use this to build a fence around the house for my momma," he told me.
But mostly he came over wanting to play.
So we played.
We sawed off some low limbs on trees together.
We killed, most hideously, some fire ants with hairspray and a fire extinguisher, and baby powder and Pine-Sol. And a cigarette lighter.
Orange-blue "snow", with glued-together, writhing antballs, growing with each next ant to come into sticky contact with it.
Joyfully, we committed wholesale death to those fire ants...

"Would you buy me a wrist watch?" he asked.
"Why, can you tell time?", I teased.
"I could if you bought me a watch."
Dang. He got me there. Another lost argument.........

I had planned to change my truck's oil and air filters already yesterday, and
guess who was eager to help?
I brought out my toolbox to the driveway.

"What's this thing?"
"That's a chisle, Dillon. You use it to cut grooves into cement or into wood.
With a hammer, like this." And I showed him a tapping motion with the claw hammer from the toolbox, onto the handle of the chisle.
"Into cement!? Can I have this one? Can I use your hammer?" His eyes grew wide.
"Yeah, and into rock, too." I replied, and then we went over and I showed him my dog Amos' carved gravestone.
"What does 'MMVIII' mean?"
"That means '2008'. Amos died last year."
"How does that --"
"--It's Roman numerals, Dillon," as I then explained every Roman numeral from I through M to him.
"So, can I have this one?"
"Yes, you can have it."
"Can I use your hammer?"
YOU GET THE IDEA....

So, I get around and drain and change my oil and air filters, and clean off my truck battery's cables.
Dillon's off somewhere nearby. Until he comes back and OH! So proudly exclaims, "I've chisled something. In concrete. Come see it."

^^^^^^^^^
I have explored all these mountains around here, and I've seen alot of names and other things/symbols carved into trees and into rocks, into park benches and picnic tables, at State parks, out in the open, or done secretly;~
On top of Cavanal Hill in Poteau, I discovered my 22-year-old, great grandfather's name, neatly, deeply carved forever in a jutting cliffside rock, from 1925.~

Yesterday, Dillon quite skillfully carved in the cement walkway to my workshop,
"Dillon and Ron BFF"

Yes, Indeedee we are, Son.

Just A Reminder to You, Please?

2009-09-10T08:11:00.007-05:00

PLEASE come back and visit your Local Malcontent's bloggie
Tonight, and all day tomorrow,

as I've composed a loving remembrance to one of America's fallen,
murdered citizens from 8 years ago, on September 11, 2001.

From Project 2996, I received the name of one very special victim,
and I found his life to be simply awesome. Enviable.
"At the end of the day, what did you achieve?"
Much. A great deal, in his case.

The post will be up exactly 12 hours before the time, eight years ago,
when his life was to end, and America was to change forever.

Both tragically, far too short

Tempis not Fugitting

2009-09-09T00:27:00.013-05:00

So, first day back at work since last Wednesday, and I'm driving North to my first casino visit of the week.

I'm remembering last weekend's Choctaw Festival, remembering how nice some sleep would surely be, remembering I need to throw up something on the LMC here. (b-b-bleeechh)
hahaha

It's another beautiful Oklahoma morning; over there's a spendid horse eating breakfast; over there's a healthy herd of Herefords; and over the hill, there's a wonderful vista ahead to gaze upon, like no other;
around the next curve in the road, in front of me, there's a farmer in his truck, driving 40 miles per hour, tops.

Now I'm going no where slowly, there's a turtle creeping faster past my truck, behind this guy. I named him 'Mucilax'. He had nice yellow eyes....

I look at my watch, realizing I have maybe 20 minutes leeway within my schedule.
I pass a school in Warner, Ok, where the highschool band is practicing their halftime show; it looked pretty good, and I enjoyed their playing of "The Horse" by Chicago.
The whole song....

I watched a cement mix truck being entirely filled, as we, the growing line of traffic behind farmer Pokealong passed.

Over yonder, there's a cloud that looks like an anchovy being swallowed by a squid.

I look at my watch again: Now 6 minutes late to my first appointment, another 30 miles hence.
I figured that I had the time to read our mail as we crept along, so I did.
OhBoy, ALCO is having a sale on motor oil this week. On selected camping supplies too, their flyer exclaims.

Later, I casually look up from reading the Bishinik newspaper, to notice that the anaconda line of traffic all has brake lights aglow-
it is slowing even more.

At a railroad crossing.
I caught up on my lost sleep, then.

I Guess This Makes Me A Marxist

2009-09-08T00:53:00.019-05:00

The best kind of Marxist~!
Don't worry, we are a dyed-in-the-wool,
red-blooded, American, capitalist couple.
Always.
Thanks to my Leticia,
I've discovered the funny, funny world of the Marx Brothers.

One of the many gifts she's given to me, to us both really,
is a complete volume of restored Marx Brothers movies on DVD.
She and her family enjoyed these wild and crazy brothers for all her life;
and now I'm hooked too.
I Love "Duck Soup" more than I can express, since it has newly discovered actress Lucille Ball in it.
and I Am so, 'Captain Spaulding' at heart. heh heh heh

I'd heard/known about Groucho for awhile, & also that omnipresent episode of "I Love Lucy", wherein guest star, brother Harpo Marx plays "Take Me Out To The Ballgame" so intimately, so passionatly on his harp,
That became a favorite of mine because of the song, from age 12, at least.
IT's SO VERY GOOD, I PRESENT IT AGAIN BELOW
(it still reminds me what Heaven must be like~!).

Sigh... as nearby Ethel Mertz excaims afterward, "Ohhh, Harpo, ohh my~!!"

I have referenced one or another Marx brothers here at the LMC at least three times during it's existence, most recently the post just below, just before this, where Groucho, Harpo and Zeppo sing and play "Lydia, the Tattooed Lady" in my "Tattoo Who?" post.
************

The next most important Mark on my (-sist) list is:
Mark Levin. This man is such a robust and true American.
Had he lived 200+ years ago, Mr. Levin would have been one of the Founding Fathers in Philadelphia,
and surely a signator of the United States' Constitution,
if not its' author.

We own and have read his two books, "Men In Black", and "Liberty and Tyranny". I gave a copy of the latter to my boss this summer. I would love to give a signed copy to my Blue dog Democratic congressman, Dan Boren someday soon as well.
I love this guy, and I listen to his radio show every day, more than I do Limbaugh's or anyone else's.

Early on, Mark Levin called the many whining, bedwetting Liberals in government, "malcontents".
Frequently, he would use that name, while referring to them. And that bothered me.

I emailed Mr. Levin, and introduced myself as "the Local Malcontent", and explained why I call myself that, with pride. I asked Mr. Levin to visit this tiny bloggie, to make sure of my rooted, conservative "malcontention",
and assure him that I was for real. And in his corner as a Reagan baby.

He visited this blog, reading some posts and my profile.
I have his Sitemeter - recorded visits saved.
Then Mr. Levin kindly emailed me back. While private in total, he told me
that he would try and refrain from overusing the 'malcontent' label on his show.

That is also how I received the two autographed copies of
"Liberty and Tyranny" that he gave to us.
What a considerate, generous, genuine American Mr. Levin IS.

Yes, heyyah, I'm a proud Marxist Malcontent,
to the leadership of all these spendid, fine, Jewish men.
Groucho, Zeppo, Gummo, Harpo, and LevinO.

(I know, I know. I am an old soul. Born years too late)

To Tattoo Who?

2009-09-07T01:05:00.015-05:00

I've been given permission to get a tattoo from my lovely bride
(after she saw one she went crazy for at the Festival this weekend),
from Iron Road Tattoo parlor in Talihina.
I've always wanted a Daffy Duck like this on my arm:
Daffy raising a salute, of sorts.

Leticia prefers something tribal with feathers like this on me:
　 And I admit, this type inspires me too, despite it's being so typical.

I do have two arms though....
and like "Lydia", room enough across my chest for 'Washington crossing the Deleware'; or, room for a great big red heart with "Leticia" there.

Any Of You Have any Tattoos? Details, Please!

Ya'll Come Hungry~!

2009-09-03T08:23:00.028-05:00

The Mr./Mrs. Malcontents will be taking this long, holiday
weekend off to kick up our heels just a bit.

The Choctaw Labor Day Festival has come 'round again,
and believe me, it IS ALWAYS LOADS OF FUN~!
Besides seeing many friends from faraway again,

meeting new additions to families,
some new inlaws and

more than a few outlaws,

the Festival is always a clean way of
rejoicing and revelling in being Indian.

Speaking, and hearing nothing but Choctaw is my favorite part.
(NO, it's not really-- Eating is always my favorite part)
Of the Festival iteself, that is.

And, IT'S ALL FREE.
No Liberal, Confiscatory, Money-grubby, Bedwetters here,

or Even Allowed.

Total Choctaw, Total PartyAnimal~!

"Sleep" for the next four days will be an illusive, mythical thingie,

if past years are any indication.
Last year, as a single guy, I hosted two out-of-town families at our place.
Last year, I introduced MISS Leticia around as my fiancee'.
Things have changed for (a darned site) the better for me since then.
~
Everyone is invited, is very welcome to be a part of the Choctaw Festival, and I promise you will have a grand time. Here's the Nation's Festival website,

wherein you will find directions to, an entertainment calendar, information on nearby lodging, and here's a schedule ((in PDF)) of all the events over the next four days--

There's even weather information at this website!
Presently, it is cool and drippy wet.

I'm entering the Horseshoe pitching contest, Saturday.

And I'm willing to buy your votes/endhorsements.

(see me afterwards)

Leti is entering the Pie Baking Competition.

*(likewise, plus)

HA HA HAA

Words of advice:
Come early, + 1 hour, to any event you want to be a part of,
and Bring your own lawnchairs, or

your smallpox-free blankets to sit on;

Vote Conservative every time you can, blah blah blah...

That is my LAST bit of political jargon for five days. LOL
Cause it's time for a Festival, friend~!

A Blue Dog Democratic Victory OVER Obama/Kennedy HealthCare ?

2009-09-01T23:20:00.015-05:00

Today, word comes via Mike Allen, at Politico.com, "Under Fire, Obama shifts strategy", that Controversial Leader BarryHuss Obama has once again changed his mind, delaying at least, the public option of his awful healthcare bill. .... until 2013.

"On health care, Obama’s willingness to forgo the public option is sure to anger his party’s liberal base. But some administration officials welcome a showdown with liberal lawmakers if they argue they would rather have no health care law than an incremental one. The confrontation would allow Obama to show he is willing to stare down his own party to get things done."

This IS NOT good news. More on this aspect in a moment...

With the nearby build-up of the upcoming Choctaw Festival at Tuskahoma,
I've had the priviledge of speaking with Choctaw Tribal leadership this week, and been told confidentially that the tribe has been in touch with all, the Obama administration, Oklahoma Senator Tom Coburn and Congressman Dan Boren directly, expressing the tribe's official "distaste" of the present healthcare bill in Congress.

What I've heard most often is the question, "If America insures the health needs of another (!) 10 to 20 million people, how can the administration claim that their bill will save any money, or claim to cut the deficit, over 10 years and more?"
It simply makes no sense; it must be, it is a lie.
It can only make sense to an idiot.

I, Ron, your Local Malcontent did attend the Muskogee Townhall meeting by Dan Boren, Tuesday a week ago, but kept silent there. I became convinced by Boren's words, his statements and replies to questions posed, that in no uncertain terms our Congressman will vote against any nationalized Healthcare bill.
Period.
Mostly, I felt that Mr. Boren was doing damage control then; that he was embarrassed mostly by the leadership of the Democrat House and Senate.
Boren knows who butters his bread.... At least he did last Tuesday.

By all indications, nationalized/socialized Healthcare is dead this year.
HOORAY~~!! GOOD ON US.

This is a success for all America, when true-blue-blooded, Conservative Americans rise up and make their desires, their demands known.
our voices heard~!

Yet....
We cannot be satisfied with only this one, possible victory.
The fight has only just justly begun.

Controversial leader BarryHuss Obama is stinging, and is shocked right now.
And like any wounded animal, now he is even more dangerous.
Likewise, now he is even more dangerous since we've insulted his great intellect and his superior mind, never before challenged.

We Americans must beware of any retaliationary response from him,
further abuse of our rights, contrary to our Constitution.

For It Will Happen.
Because his ego's been insulted, it's been rebuffed.
We Americans must stand solidly, shoulder to shoulder, to show Obama that he could be the most humiliated and hated American leader in history, if he continues to adhere to his failed, socialistic beliefs. Obama's underlying dread of rejection, of further damage to his fragile ego since from his abandonment/upbringing, could be enough to finally defeat this simpleton.

This is my honest Indian, objective evaluation of my enemy.

Talk about this, about his disasterous plans for us, with your friends. your co-workers,
and warn them.
Convince them.

What Was NOT Said Was a Slap in The Face

2009-08-31T23:45:00.007-05:00

Pope Benedict XVI recently sent a gentle letter in response to an imminent Kennedy death.
NOT Teddy's though....

The Pope wrote a personal letter to Eunice Kennedy Shriver, Teddy's sister, a real human being, who 'advocated on behalf of the poor, the mentally handicapped and the unborn', the day before Eunice died in early August.

Teddy M. on the other hand, wrote a deathbed confessional to the Pope (never once asking forgiveness), & received a form letter reply.

You get what you give, Senator-- you essentially boasted of yourself to the Holy See, and of your non-Christian deeds during your years of a leadership role in the United States. Explaining your un-Catholic votes and non-Christian stances on so many issues to the main guy, was a desperate act.

Trying to justify abortion, taking away the role of God from Him in deciding what is/is not a basic Human Right during your career, and relating, "I have always tried to be a faithful Catholic, Your Holiness, and though I have fallen short through human failings, I have never failed to believe and respect the fundamental teachings of my faith. I continue to pray for God's blessings on you and on our church and would be most thankful for your prayers for me."

I can see Benedict rolling his eyes from here, when he read that gibberish....
Gee, was Benedict alive in '69, when MaryJo drowned in that Oldsmobile of yours?
That's sure some 'respect of fundamental teachings of (Catholic) faith', alright.

A U.S. Church official said that while Cardinal McCarrick cleared the reading with the Washington-based papal nuncio (the pope's personal and official representative in the U.s., the equivalent of the Vatican ambassador), "there wasn't any word from Rome. And I don't expect there will be." "These decisions [about how to react to deaths of public figures] ultimately depend on the Holy Father," says the Vatican diplomat. "There's no fixed rule."

There IS a very fixed rule in Heaven, though;
a very clear set of rules can be found in Exodus 20.
And no appellate court, no higher Judge, either, Senator.

Another Video Dump(OR is it??)

2009-08-30T08:02:00.018-05:00

I've saved so many videos in my YouTube account, yet never used anywhere,
they are overflowing. So here they all are.

Take your choice, or watch them all.

Any day you find yourself in Los Angeles is gonna be a bad day.

(The Cardinals won that first game against Casey Stengel's Brand new
New York Mets and "Marvelous" Marv 'Throneberry
((pronounced "Thornberry", so as not to be confused with Son of God, Jesus Throneberry,))
on April 11, 1962, 5-2, with Kurt Flood knocking in three runs)
UPDATE:: Now I didn't notice this error, until my little buddy Dillon (Spot) pointed it out.
The Met's announcer gives the N.Y. lineup, with TWO rightfielders!! Liosten closely!

What is a good American to do?? Get READY to be part of the Revolution~!
(thanx, uncle Bok Chuka!)

ALOHA~! We're hoping/planing to visit the string of pearls soon.

Thanks for the reminder, Shrillary.

".... a big hairy guy like me ...."

Coo-Coo U, by the Kingston Trio. Sung better by the Manhattan Transfer.
What a married couple think of each other for the first 4 months....

Run Frodo, Run~!!

Run Frodo, Run from Willie's bus~!

SATURDAY AFTERNOON CALL TO WORSHIP, round these parts.

Well, what do you Know!??
A big hairy guy, reminding us all, calling us to worship our Creator and His Son, Jesus THORNBEARER, today, playing a themesong for a married couple run, run running around, getting ready for Church this morning, therefore not to have a bad day. Aloha!

Have An Adventurous Day, Friends~!

Dunlap Said WHUT?

2009-08-28T14:19:00.004-05:00

Jackie Broyles and Dunlap's current video commentary, is
perhaps the scariest.

Yep, I've watched it twice, and it IS DEFINITELY their scariest video commentary, ever.
--Because Dunlap finally makes sense. Good sense. ((Mommy!))

The pair's concluding, 30-second tribute to the late Ted Kennedy is especially poignant.
These guys, just two more reasons to love the Redstate of Tennessee.