Sometimes and a cup of coffee…

Coffee-iconSometimes I cogitate back to my juvenescence. The days of yore, when the biggest consternation was whether or not you could live up to the calibre of morals that our country had set for itself. Many of us strove to obtain such lofty levels of competence. While we all perceived that we failed to do such a mission; Yet, it was a goal and we were better humans for having a goal and striving for it, with limited contraptions in our possession. Life became obtained by imagination, dreams and morals…

Never during the indoctrination of life would I think that a country based on morals, power and liberty, would have degenerates such as  Yellen, Obama, Kerry and/or thousands of hasbeens, that there seems to be an abundance of, or simply any other dingbat who would want to actually wield power over a country such as the U.S. How could such people even get close to running our country is a symptom of the disease we have allowed to deface us. We had already dealt with such demons as McCarthy-ism and anti-communism devaluation of our existence. We are suppose to learn from our past and definitely not repeat or expound on the mistakes we allowed. That means we keep detritus out of the government and not allow the rubbish to garner maggots. For those maggots become flies and then they invade all aspects of our governmental processes…

We no longer have society goals that are so lofty that we can not obtain them. For those goals would be hurting our feelings and causing us emotional turmoil. Thus, we must set the bar lower and lower, year after year, to allow everyone to obtain satisfaction, that they are perfect, deserving and can do all. We must allow the PETA’s, the racisms, the attenuated, the handicapped, the mentally impaired, the political correctness, the Gays, the Lobbies, the religious offshoots and again and/or anything that can squeak for attention…

There is not enough oil to stop the squeaks and thus we all must suffer. Then no one progresses and we start to see the results festering in what we use to proudly dream of as the home of liberty, freedom and the bastion of such principles for the world, America…

Post by Kyle Keeton
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A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.