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Taking Down The Bird Feeder. Leave It To Maxine.

Just have to luv Maxine.

Just have to luv Maxine.

Taking down the bird feeder.

This is the best analogy yet!

Leave it to Maxine to come up with a solution For the mess that America is now in economically.

I bought a bird feeder. I hung It on my back porch and filled It with seed. What a beauty of a bird feeder it was, as I filled it, lovingly with seed. Within a week we had hundreds of birds taking advantage of the continuous flow of free and easily accessible food.
But then the birds started building nests in the boards of the patio, above the table, and next to the barbecue.
Then came the poop. It was everywhere: on the patio tile, the chairs, the table…. Everywhere!
Then some of the birds turned mean. They would dive bomb me and try to peck me even though I had fed them out of my own pocket.
And other birds were boisterous and loud. They sat on the feeder and squawked and screamed at all hours of the day and night and demanded that I fill it when it got low on food.
After a while, I couldn’t even sit on my own back porch anymore. So I took down the bird feeder and in three days the birds were gone. I cleaned up their mess and took down the many nests they had built all over the patio.
Soon, the back yard was like it used to be ….. Quiet, serene…. And no one demanding their rights to a free meal.
Now let’s see. Our government gives out free food, subsidized housing, free medical care and free education, and allows anyone born here to be an automatic citizen.
Then the illegals came by the tens of thousands. Suddenly our taxes went up to pay for free services; small apartments are housing 5 families; you have to wait 6 hours to be seen by an emergency room doctor; your child’s second grade class is behind other schools because over half the class doesn’t speak English.
Corn flakes now come in a bilingual box; I have to ‘press one ‘ to hear my bank talk to me in English, and people waving flags other than ‘Old Glory’ are squawking and screaming in the streets, demanding more rights and free liberties.
Just my opinion, but maybe it’s time for the government to take down the bird feeder.
If you agree, pass it on; if not, just continue cleaning up the poop.
~ Steve~                               H/T  My Old Pal Jean

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We Need A Laugh Or Two. Hope This Does It.

Baby Mole
A daddy mommy and baby mole are in their hole relaxing one morning when daddy mole sticks his head out of the hole and says, “I smell pancakes”.
Mommy mole sticks her head out the tiny hole and says, “I smell pancakes too…pancakes with maple syrup!! Baby mole come smell the pancakes with maple syrup”.

Baby mole sticks his head upwards to get to the hole and exclaims “I cant smell anything but moleasses?!”

Sex vs Secs
An 8-year-old girl went to her dad, who was working in the yard. She asked him, “,Daddy, what is sex?”,
The father was surprised that she would ask such a question, but decides that if she is old enough to ask the question, then she is old enough to get a straight answer.
He proceeded to tell her all about the ‘birds and the bees’. When he finished explaining, the little girl was looking at him with her mouth hanging open. The father asked her, “,Why did you ask this question?”,
The little girl replied, “Mom told me to tell you that dinner would be ready in just a couple of secs.”    ( Ouch )
~Steve~                                       H/T   https://dailyjokes.co

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Just What Does I.R.S. Stand For Anyway?

A father walks into a restaurant with his young son.
He gives the young boy 3 nickels to play with to keep him occupied.
Suddenly, the boy starts choking, going blue in the face.
The father realizes the boy has swallowed the nickels and starts slapping him on the back.
The boy coughs up 2 of the nickels, but keeps choking.
Looking at his son, the father is panicking, shouting for help.
A well dressed, attractive, and serious looking woman, in a blue business suit is sitting at a coffee bar reading a newspaper and sipping a cup of coffee. At the sound of the commotion, she looks up, puts her coffee cup down, neatly folds the newspaper and places it on the counter, gets up from her seat and makes her way, unhurried, across the restaurant..
Reaching the boy, the woman carefully drops his pants; takes hold of the boy’s testicles and starts to squeeze and twist, gently at first and then ever so firmly. After a few seconds the boy convulses violently and coughs up the last nickel,
Which the woman deftly catches in her free hand.
Releasing the boy’s testicles, the woman hands the nickel to the father and walks back to her seat at the coffee bar without saying a word.
As soon as he is sure that his son has suffered no ill effects, the father rushes over to the woman and starts thanking her saying, “I’ve never seen anybody do anything like that before, it was fantastic. Are you a doctor?
‘No,’ the woman replied. ‘I’m with the I.R.S..’
~Steve~                               H/T Wild  Bill Alaska

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Blonde Joke. Just Kidding, Let's do Rednecks Today.

My Uncles. Billy Bob, Willy Bob, and umm Mary. DADT..

My Uncles. Billy Bob, Willy Bob, and umm Mary. DADT..

Three rednecks were working up on a cell phone tower: Cooter, Ronnie and Donnie.
As they start their descent, Cooter slips, falls off the tower and is killed instantly.
As the ambulance takes the body away, Ronnie says, ‘Well, shucks, someone should go and tell his wife.
Donnie says, ‘OK, I’m pretty good at that sensitive stuff, I’ll do it.’
Two hours later, he comes back carrying a case of Budweiser.
Ronnie says, ‘Where did you get that beer, Donnie?’
‘Cooter’s wife gave it to me,’ Ronnie replies.
‘That’s unbelievable, you told the lady her husband was dead and she gave you beer?’
‘Well, not exactly’, Donnie says. ‘When she answered the door, I said to her, “you must be Cooter’s widow.”
She said, ‘You must be mistaken. I’m not a widow.’
Then I said, ‘I’ll bet you a case of Budweiser you are.’
Rednecks are good at sensitive stuff.
~Steve~                                 H/T   Hardnox

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The Church Dinner.

A group of friends from the Peninsula Baptist Church wanted to get together on a regular basis, socialize, and play games.
The lady of the house was to prepare the meal.
When it came time for Al and Janet to be the hosts, Janet wanted to outdo all the others. She decided to have mushroom smothered steak.
But mushrooms are expensive. She then told her husband, “No mushrooms. They are too high.”
He said, “Why don’t you go down in the pasture and pick some of those mushrooms? There are plenty in the creek bed.”
She said, “No, some wild mushrooms are poison.”
He said, “Well, I see varmints eating them and they’re OK.”
So Janet decided to give it a try. She picked a bunch, washed, sliced, and diced them for her smothered steak.
Then she went out on the back porch and gave Ol’ Spot (the yard dog) a double handful. Ol’ Spot ate every bite.
All morning long, Janet watched Ol’ Spot and the wild mushrooms didn’t seem to affect him, so she decided to use them.
The meal was a great success, and Janet even hired a helper lady from town to help her serve.
After everyone had finished, they relaxed, socialized, and played ’42’ and dominoes. About then, the helper lady came in and whispered in Janet’s ear.
She said, “Mrs. Williams, Ol’ Spot is dead.”
Janet went into hysterics.
After she finally calmed down, she called the doctor and told him what had happened.
The doctor said, “That’s bad, but I think we can take care of it.
I will call for an ambulance and I will be there as quickly as possible.
We’ll give everyone enemas and we will pump out everyone’s stomach. Everything will be fine. Just keep them calm.”
Soon they could hear the siren as the ambulance was coming down the road.
The EMTs and the doctor had their suitcases, syringes, and a stomach pump.
One by one, they took each person into the bathroom, gave them an enema, and pumped out their stomach.
After the last one was finished, the doctor came out and said, “I think everything will be fine now,” and he left.
They were all looking pretty weak sitting around the living room and about this time the helper lady came in and whispered to Janet…

“You know, that fellow that run over Ol’ Spot never even stopped.”
~Steve~               H/T  Joseph
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Emergency Preparedness Fits the FBI Terrorist Profile?

Please note, I have only posted Part 1 of this video that defines the problem.  If you opt to click on  Part 2, it begins with a mention of Ron Paul’s position on the issue.
H/T Kelleigh

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Man's Best Friend.

A real woman is a man’s best friend.
She will Never stand him up and never let him down.
She will reassure him when he feels insecure and comfort him after a bad day.
She will inspire him to do things he never thought he could do; to live without fear and forget regret.
She will enable him to express his deepest emotions and give in to his most intimate desires.
She will make sure he always feels as though he’s the most handsome man in the room and will enable him to be confident, sexy, seductive and invincible…
No wait…. Sorry, I’m thinking of whiskey. It’s whiskey that does all that crap.
Never mind.
~Steve~     H/T  Lela, Our beloved Joseph’s Daughter.

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Please read this and have duct tape on hand. To me it is sheer Insanity.

Ladies and Gentlemen please allow me to tell you that I believe the SHTF real soon. Why you ask?  Please Please Please Read this. Even just the highlighted spots. OK.        ~Steve~            H/T  May

I'll be back when I find new fingers.

FDA Says You Have No Fundamental Right to Grow or Eat Healthy Food, It’s a Privilege. 
Part 1, just so you know what happened last month.
August 9, 2011
Federal and state teams arrest people at gunpoint, destroy food, and seize assets—all because they’re afraid of unpasteurized milk and cheese. Please don’t let them trample the Constitution this way—a new Action Alert!
On August 2, there was an armed raid on Rawesome Foods in Venice, California, conducted jointly by the Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Office, the FDA, the Department of Agriculture, and the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. You may recall that we reported about a similar FDA raid on the same co-op last year.
Mike Adams, editor of NaturalNews.com, broke the story last week, and we thank him for his excellent and continuing coverage of this issue. He reports that armed teams were deployed with guns drawn, law enforcement ordered all co-op members out of the store, seized all the cash in the register, then handcuffed the co-op’s founder, James Stewart, and placed him in an unmarked car without reading him hist rights.
For rest of story Pls go  HERE!!
OK, Now we get into the INSANITY of it all.
Here’s a quick follow-up article to the one posted a few days ago about the Rawesome Food Club raid. Feast your eyes on the following statements released by the Food and Drug Administration regarding the raid.
Note: Below, ‘Plaintiffs’ refers to James Stewart, Rawesome’s founder, Sharon Palmer, owner of Healthy Family Farms, and Victoria Bloch, the LA County liaison for the Weston A. Price Foundation. The trio were
charged with the production and sale of unpasteurized goat milk, goat cheese, and other products without the proper permit; and with “mislabeling cheese.” They were also charged with four counts of conspiracy to commit a crime.
According to the FDA…
“Plaintiffs’ assertion of a new ‘fundamental right’ to produce, obtain, and consume unpasteurized milk lacks any support in law.
“There is no ‘deeply rooted’ historical tradition of unfettered access to foods of all kinds.”
“Plaintiffs’ assertion of a ‘fundamental right to their own bodily and physical health, which includes what foods they do and do not choose to consume for themselves and their families,’ is similarly unavailing because plaintiffs do not have a fundamental right to obtain any food they wish.”
I’m gonna say something real crazy here: if the above statements released by the FDA don’t freak you out, you’re clueless and a big part of the problem. The fact that they can state that all Americans don’t have a “fundamental right to their own bodily and physical health, which includes what foods they do and do not choose to consume for themselves and their families” is downright dictatorial. If the Constitution doesn’t protect us with respect to what we choose to eat or not eat, it’s a useless document…
Please excuse me for one minute.

OK, Thanks I needed that

…useless because it seems those who rule over us have no reason to abide by it. Why have a Constitution if government agencies risk nothing by ignoring it? Instead, the FDA should be punished. Every agent involved, from the FDA down to the clueless LAPD drones who blindly accepted their orders, should be jailed. After all, they are the ones who committed a crime on that day; not James Stewart, Sharon Palmer and Victoria Bloch.
And this is why my hope is dwindling for our future. Things like this occur and no one cares. Not a blip on the radar for most. They just continue on with their daily routines, not the slightest bit aware that every day, another theft of liberty occurs, trickling away the rights our forefathers fought and died to obtain. Doesn’t that disgust you!? Doesn’t that make you sick!?
I’ve grown more and more contemptuous toward those who are ignorant and content in that ignorance. These are the true enemy of the free. These are the people who represent the ultimate problem; not the ruling elite. Because if everyone woke up, the ruling elite would no longer be rulers.
Those around you are the problem. Wake them up…or we’re doomed to serfdom…or worse.
You can start by contacting your Congressional Reps via the link below, and urging them to support a bill that Ron Paul has created that would enable the sale of raw milk and dairy across state borders.
It’s a start.
As an aside FTW  is a tattoo I have. Perfect for days like this. I’m pissed.

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Religious faith is most powerful non-medicine against pain

Many of us are afflicted with chronic pain. Last year, a poll by the American Osteopathic Association found that nearly 70% of Americans say they or someone they care for experienced pain in the previous month. 48% of respondents do not believe that proper treatment can ease chronic pain; 41% believe pain is simply a part of aging; while 34% believe that the side effects of pain medications are worse than the pain itself.
But researchers have found pain reducers that are not opiates or pharmaceuticals. The website “Cracked” has an article on 6 things other than drugs which can reduce pain. Beginning with the least, the six are:
#6. Money: An experiment in China found that just touching money makes us feel better. Those subjects in the experiment who had just handled a stack of bills before plunging their hands into very hot water for a short period of time, showed a higher pain threshold than those who had just handled blank paper. Even though the first group didn’t think they would get to keep the money, simply being in physical contact with it made them feel less pain.
#5. Eating: We all have comfort foods that we turn to when we are stressed, but eating also helps in alleviating pain — at least for a while. Come to think of it, that may explain the explosion of obesity in our society of plenty where even those our government defines as “poor” are over weight.
#4. Music: Listening to your favorite music enables you to tolerate up to twice your normal threshold of pain. A study of people with chronic pain and those in long-term hospital stays found that listening to their favorite music dramatically decreased the pain they were feeling.
#3. Imagination: According to a study on stomach pains, getting a child to imagine that s/he is floating on a cloud is a more effective pain reliever than prescription drugs.
#2. Touch: One study found that touching our own wounds helps our bodies deal with pain as it allows our brains to better “map out” the part of our body that’s hurting. The more information the brain gets about the pain’s location, the better it can process and effectively deal with the pain.
And now the most powerful, Number One non-drug pain-reducer….
#1. Religious Faith
Researchers found that those who are religious handle pain better. In the study, devout Catholics are better able to withstand electrical shocks than atheists or agnostics. Participants of all beliefs were told to look at two different paintings while their hands were being shot up with electricity. Those who were Catholic reported less pain when looking at a painting of the Virgin Mary as opposed to a painting of some woman by Leonardo da Vinci. Atheists and agnostics did not feel any pain relief no matter what painting they looked at. Test subjects who were religious showed increased brain activity, while non-religious subjects had no increased brain activity.
My best friend and this blog’s co-founder, Joan, certainly can attest to the power of faith.
She has chronic excruciating pain from degenerative disk disease, fibromyalgia, and severe osteoarthritis. She describes her pain as “like someone jabbing a knife into my spine.” Despite that, she is cheerful and lives an active full life as a homemaker, having retired from being an administrative law judge. She cooks and cares for her husband, 7 cats, 1 parrot, and a turtle. She is active in her parish, St. Michael’s Catholic Church, and regularly cooks meals for tens of people. She tells me she is able to do all that because of her great love for the Triune God, and offers her pains as redemptive suffering to Christ.
At times when her pain is particularly bad, Joan finds comfort by gazing at the picture of the Divine Mercy which I had given her when she was hospitalized for total-knee replacement surgery 5 years ago.

Divine Mercy of Christ

As serendipity has it, today is Divine Mercy Sunday, the first Sunday after Easter. St. Faustina was assured by Jesus that all who receive of the Holy Sacraments today will have full remission of their sins and punishments.
“[T]hough your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.” -Isaiah 1:18

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The End of Japan as We Knew It

Heroic rescue workers march into damaged Fukushima Daiichi nuclear plant

The End of Japan as We Knew It
by Joseph E Fasciani, a regular commenter on Fellowship of the Minds
We must understand what’s about to happen in Japan. I’ve searched the Internet, and as best I can tell, no one has brought this ultimate reality to light.
And no, it’s not the looming nuclear explosions that I’m writing about, not at all. Let’s set aside the radiation issue per se, as a planetary fear-monger. We need to focus on what this event means to the people of Nippon, and, by extension, to the rest of the herd here on planet Earth.
Folks, look at a map: Japan’s the size of California, but with a population of 127,360,000, nearly half that of the USA, and four times that of Canada, my home. Its rugged landscape means that agricultural opportunities are limited. Japan exports very little food; it must import a great deal of what it wants or needs. Which it could do and did, until now.

The problem is that the recent nuclear disaster occurred in what is Japan’s single largest agricultural area, now likely contaminated with radiation, perhaps for lifetimes to come. It’s difficult for this writer to see how Japan can increase its remaining productivity to replace such a large loss. In my original May 23, 2004 article at Axis of Logic, “It’s Time to Again Ask: Who Will Feed China?,” I wrote that:

“To feed its 1.3 billion people, China may soon have to import so much grain that this could trigger unprecedented rises in grain prices. When Japan, a nation of just 125 million, began to import food, world grain markets rejoiced. But China’s market s ten times greater, so there may not be enough easily available grain in the world to meet that market. And here’s where it gets really sticky.”

Today, seven years later, it’s a far stickier problem, as we will now have to feed both China and Japan. And just how will this happen? Shall “free markets” dictate that only the highest bidders will eat and live? How about lotteries, each draw good for ten million bushels of wheat or rice? Just how, and by whom, will these crucial, life-saving decisions be made?
Look at it this way: Do you trust your political leaders to make the right decision if it were you and your family who were to be fed? Would you accept your luck of the draw in the lottery of food for life? If you didn’t get a winning ticket, what do you do next? Is this when Johnny gets his gun? Ask yourself honestly, then tell me.
The world awaits your answer.

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