Nobody's Saturday Night E-Mails

Nobody Reports Saturday Night E-Mail
While I received lots of very funny stuff this week, this one, sent to me from my very liberal friend JR, who trust me, is as liberal as they come...surprised me :

Whether you agree with it or not, I imagine there are many who feel that this political game of continuously dividing the different races up, in order to stay in power and grant free goodies, so that they can keep those receiving those goodies forever where they want them...is just getting old.

Prejudice runs in all races, but for years now, due to affirmative action, the whites are getting shafted right and left, and now with all the job loses, many are getting tired of it all. I know I am. I live in a predominately black area, and always treat everyone one-on-one...but now, we have reverse discrimination...which really isn't going to solve anything.

All it does is keep us all slaves...black, and white.

For what it's worth...I put it up here: if you haven't received it...at least its interesting---

read all the way to the end....................................

E-Mail of the week!

This e-mail does contain wording that is meant to express an open opinion to a major problem in the USA . It is estimated that only 11% of those receiving this e-mail will read it all the way to the end. In addition, it is estimated that only 1% of non-white color will read this past this point and 99% will blow it away because of the title.

It is a shame this sentiment exists when we tell the world that the USA is the best place to Live, Worship, Work, and Play…


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“WHITE " Pride”

This is great. I have been wondering about why Whites are racists, and no other race is.....

Proud to be White

Michael Richards makes his point..............

Michael Richards better known as Kramer from TVs Seinfeld does make a good point.

This was his defense speech in court after making racial comments in his comedy act. He makes some very interesting points...

Someone finally said it. How many are actually paying attention to this? There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, etc.

And then there are just Americans. You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You call me 'White boy,' 'Cracker,' 'Honkey,' 'Whitey,' 'Caveman'... and that's OK.

But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towel head, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink .. You call me a racist.

You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you... so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live?

You have the United Negro College Fund. You have Martin Luther King Day.

You have Black History Month. You have Cesar Chavez Day.

You have Yom Hashoah. You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi.

You have the NAACP. You have BET... If we had WET (White Entertainment Television), we'd be racists. If we had a White Pride Day, you would call us racists.

If we had White History Month, we'd be racists.

If we had any organization for only whites to 'advance' OUR lives, we'd be racists.

We have a Hispanic Chamber of Commerce, a Black Chamber of Commerce, and then we just have the plain Chamber of Commerce. Wonder who pays for that??

A white woman could not be in the Miss Black American pageant, but any color can be in the Miss America pageant.

If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships... You know we'd be racists.

There are over 60 openly proclaimed Black Colleges in the US . Yet if there were 'White colleges', that would be a racist college.

In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists.

You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.

You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us. But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist.

I am proud... But you call me a racist.

Why is it that only whites can be racists??

There is nothing improper about this e-mail. Let's see which of you are proud enough to send it on. I sadly don't think many will... That's why we have LOST most of OUR RIGHTS in this country. We won't stand up for ourselves!

BE PROUD TO BE WHITE!
It's not a crime YET... but getting very close!

So, it's Saturday night, and I'm doing my part for the America that is too chicken to talk about race..."President" Obama, show us how brave you are---just jump right in and tell us it's okay to be a white...what did you call us? Oh...

It is estimated that ONLY 5% of those reaching this point in this e-mail, will pass it on.

Thanks JR...for all that you do. I think you're nuts, and you think I'm nuts, but deep down, we continue to be five-year-olds!

Obama & the Recycled Tuba Urinal

Nobody's Fool: "President" Obama is fast on the job...working hard, hard, VERY hard...to put America on the right track to "green" jobs.

And here, with his new idea for "green" recycled tuba toilets...we just have to commend him.

Once again, Obama has killed two birds with one...brilliant idea, all the while making America popular with the world again. (with the exception of a few Germans.)

Obama has ordered that all the old tuba's that have been lying around in all the old band rooms all over the nation, (since recycling classes replaced music classes) be turned into urinals for all our public schools.

Landfill managers all over the country can now be thankful, as a tuba takes over two million years to become bits of brass. Yes...it's quite a long process of breaking down a tuba-- just ask anyone who has tried to play one.

These new "tuba urinals" have the distinct advantage of saving "flush" water. By the time the urine goes around all the tubes and gets to the bottom of the wall, it's almost evaporated, thereby little water has to be used for the sewer.

California is thinking about putting them in all the government offices, just because of the water problems.

This could really catch on.

Everyone knows that those tax-payer-wasting music classes will now NEVER have to be started up again, and that's a good thing. Rap music will prevail. Blackberry classes will be taught instead, along with the much needed classes of I-Pod instructions. Knowing how to download 4,589,398,200 songs into your I-Pod in less than two minutes will be a much needed skill of the future if we are to survive.

There are a few problems...deep notes have been known to blurt out from time to time, due to the values getting stuck and back loading...but the government is sure they can work this out by 2010.

Besides, this only seems to happened after football games.

Yes.."President Obama is truly changing America... one urinal at a time.

Sometimes, You Just Know

Nobody Knows: My experience has been that you can divide people into two classes: People who have had a psychic experience, and people who have never had one. And if you’ve ever had one, like I have, (like millions have)…then you know how hard it is to explain it to someone who sees life as black and white, and everything can be explained, that you are not some kind of retard.

These people tend to be really shocked when something psychic finally happens to them.

For instance, just the other day, here in Missouri, a three-year-old boy named Joshua, walked out of his house, and went into the woods while his mom was on the phone and his dad was sleeping. Three days later, they found him, and I was sure they would. I had no doubt whatsoever, because I had done the exact same thing when I was three…

“Oh, he’ll be alright. They need to think just WHO he was going to visit, or try to find.” I said to my husband.

When I was three, I took off out of my mom’s hand one summer day in St. Louis, and up the street I went. I had a purpose…to find my brother.

Like this young boy’s mother, my mother had also been talking on the phone. I went to look for my brother, who was at his first day of school, and darn it, I was getting pretty bored. And even though my older brother could be a real pain...entertaining myself was not something I had prepared for.

I wanted to go to school too, so I could ask him what he did that day. I was already preparing my questions. Out of the house, and down to the corner, and there I went.

But, I took a wrong turn and ended up walking miles down the side of a Superhighway. Man-- those cars looked real scary, the wind just about knocked me over when they speed by…but I had a purpose. I knew I was lost, but I was optimistic.

Some man stopped his car, made me get in, and through the wise act of kindly asking me a lot of questions, he got me back to the right house.

I had gone three miles. Joshua had gone three miles. Three miles seems to a good point for wandering three-year olds.

Someone make a note of that.

Now, you might say that my intuition that the boy was going to be alright was based on past experience; a far cry from having a psychic moment….but think of what could have went wrong.

The woods he wandered into were full of bears, cougars, snakes, and it was very cold. It was nasty out, and raining…hard. The boy could have easily become prey, or just never have been found, or drowned in a creek. While I was gone an afternoon, he was gone three days…and two nights.

While little Joyanna was wandering on a major highway- this little guy was in the middle of a national forest--- big difference.

And not too long ago, we had a guy here in St. Louis picking up kids and keeping them as prisoners just for his own sexual fun. We all know the sick people are out there, so my intuition made no sense. A logical person would have expected the worst, and my logic told me to go right there along with the odds.

But something else was making me extremely happy. Just a feeling---a wonderful feeling.
I just knew he was alright.

It was a good ending to a mostly gloomy news day in the USA of comrades, when he was found.

And oh, by the way…he was looking for his grandma’s house. (I told ya)

Grandma’s house was another half a mile away from where he was found.

Something tells me that grandma might move closer. And that’s not a psychic intuition…that’s common sense. You have to be able to tell the difference, and like everything else…it just takes practice.

But, sometimes, you can’t explain it. You just know.

Star Trek Puppies

Nobody Flashes:

Did you ever feel so removed and disgusted by mankind, that you actually preferred the company of animals?

Well, you're not alone.

It seems Gene Roddenberry's widow, left her mansion, and 4 millions dollars in trust to her dogs. And then, she left another 1 million to the woman who took care of the dogs...Reinelda Estupinian.

Upon hearing this news...Gerry the Gerbil, has put up his picture on his own blog, searching for a home in Beverly Hills. Anyone who is interested in being his caretaker, please contact Gerry.

Nobody Flashes: Savage Flu, It's a Killer...

Nobody Flashes: Today, it was reported that on a road to London, a bootlegged copy of a Micheal Savage broadcast from two days before, was heard all over the country by millions on their way to work, on their car radios.

Nobody Knows who played the broadcast, because it came from an unknown source.

Men, women, and children alike---in fact everyone in their cars, instantly keeled over from the horrible sound of Michael Savage's voice... a sound that has been banned forever from sensitive ears and minds of the British people.. much like the Magna Carta, freedom of speech, pictures of Princess Diana crying, and having a brain.

As you can see from this picture, thousands of Brits were so horrified by the words of the "National enemy of the Queen, that terrorist Michael Savage" that the reports are that it will take months before the cars can be actually removed from the streets, as there is a shortage of towers, due to the fact that many towers died listening to the Savage voice, thereby suffering a horrible end also.

In fact, half of the country is dead, well, most of the working class anyway.

Okay...England has lost its ever-loving socialistic, freaking, mind. Dr. Savage, is one of the last Independent voices heard anywhere. He belongs to no party, and you know what that means.

The New World Order has decided Savage is a dangerous man...

Wait...update! On London Bridge tonight, an old broadcast of Rush Limbaugh has gone out through the local police cars radio's....five coppers have been found collapsed in their cars...
One car went over the side into the THAMES.....a witness on the scence said there was a man who looked a lot like Colin Powell hitting his radio with a jackhammer, but later the witness said he was wrong, and it was reported that the witness had been drinking.

What can we do?

Quick...Obama...hurry...apologize to the Queen before it's too late!

Whew. That was close.

The Career Makers

It’s Tuesday night, and the dog is barking at the moon, and its cold…here’s the gardening question: Do you bring in your cheap gardenia tree from Monsanto inside to die? Or do you just leave it out in the cold night air? I’m not getting dressed, so that decides it. I’m not expecting Christopher Hitchens anytime soon, so I’m safe.

Nobody’s Knows: Just how much movie stars influence career choices.

I learned the other day, that despite what people think, Seinfield, never, ever, on any given night drew as big an audience as Family Ties. You wouldn’t know that by the way they were always acting as if he was the king of television, would you?

I also wondered if the character of Alex Keaton had anything to do with the many thousands of financial guru’s on Wall Street that were involved with the great inventive and creative money making scams that have caused the United States to become the next Soviet Union because they had grown up watching Family Ties, and thought that when they grew up, they wanted to be just like Alex.

So Michael, it’s your fault. Not only did you put on that shameless show for the commercial for stem cell research, but your acting was so good, and you were just so cute and charming, that millions of young men and women grew up wanting to be just like you, and that’s why Wall Street is now owned by the government.

Yes, we need new scapegoats…I’m tired of the same old ones.

(Having said that, I've always liked his films...just like everyone else. Michael has always kept us entertained...and for that, he can go ahead and be a liberal! Who else can go around on a skateborad at the age of 43 and look natural?)

Nobody Reports Her Condition

Nobody’s Opinion: Well it’s come to this: I’m all pooped out. I was feeling really guilty about this…and then, there I was, putting on my makeup late on a Saturday morning, thinking of all the chores ahead of me that should have been taken care of five years ago, and on C-Span I heard these words…

“It’s just too %$& much work.”

This was the answer given to the question: “Are you going to write anymore books?” The answerer was Lt. Gen. Hal Moore, the man who Mel Gibson portrayed in “We Were Solders.”

And I thought to myself, well there you go. If THAT man finds writing everyday incredible time-consuming, why in the world are YOU feeling guilty about it?

In the first place: I’m a horrible speller.

In the second place: it takes me an hour, just to erase my spam in my e-mails. Many days, I don’t even get to it, so if I don’t get to my e-mails, I can’t learn about the computer because I don’t have time. And you have to know how to do all the fancy things on computer to even compete.

In the third place: I rely on facts from Drudge, Newsmax, and various pundits that I read every day, and sometimes, believe it or not, they even get it wrong. And I must admit, while they all are excellent writers, they all say pretty much the same thing. It’s like eating various meatloaves. All are them are good, but its still meatloaf.

In the fourth place: to do the research I really must do in order to be taken seriously, I would have to devote at least eight hours a day to it, and unless I’m getting paid, (and my chances of that happening is about as good as Bill Clinton going away any time soon) it’s really a stupid move on my part.

In the fifth and most important place: my husband is very sick, and our lives are in danger mode at the moment.

BUT---in the famous words of Henry Kissinger “Having said that” I cannot stop putting my two to four cents in of my Nobody’s Opinions.

And I want to have some fun, while I do it, which means, I don’t want to care about what all the others are doing…because…well, I’m just the odd man out. If I want to use a different font, then I will.

So, I’m still going to post, I’m just going to have more fun at it, and I’m going to quit trying to be like everybody else. I really don’t care about it. I’m just going to try to make myself feel better, and hopefully find other people who think the world is just as crazy as I do.

I remember and appreciate every single comment ever giving and love them all.

So..no more essays…just random thoughts, and mostly opinions on all the absurdities going on.

If and WHEN, I decide to get going again...actually sticking to one subject and trying to make it in to something…respectable…I will be more organized. I will have my library built, (yes, that’s a goal this summer) and I will be able to find that piece of information that I remember reading…and be able to back up what I say, because let’s face it…I’m always saying “I remember reading” but have no clue where.

Anyway, there…that’s out of my system. So now, the few of you who visit here: don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Beware the nobody monster let loose.