You've Got to be Kidding Me!

So the Mayans say the world will end on December 21,  2012.   Until now I haven't taken much stock in what their prediction, because I don't what the future holds, but I know who holds the future.  And that's all right with me.  But, the crap I hear in the press makes me think that society as a whole is getting ready to implode. 

First, you've got episodic cannibalism...what?!  Yeah, that's right and not in some recently discovered anthropological find of a new tribe in the dark recesses of Africa.  No, we're talking about the industrialized, highly technologically advanced country of Japan.  The story goes that a man cut off his own genitalia and served it to others as a fund raiser.  People bought it and ate it.!!!  That's just mind-blowingly sick to me.  I don't who's the sickest; the man for serving it or the people who ingested it.  http://www.japantoday.com/category/national/view/man-cooks-serves-own-genitals-to-5-paying-diners  I wonder what kind of wine goes with penis?

Oh and how about the man who was using the latest drug of choice called bathsalts?  Seems he got high and thought he was a dog and consumed 80% of a man's face before he was shot and eventually killed by the police.  He was shot the first time but he was hopped on this stuff that he didn't even realize he'd been shot.  He then began to growl at the police.  "shaking my head."  http://www.nydailynews.com/life-style/health/bath-salts-officials-synthetic-drug-disguise-behind-cannibal-attack-article-1.1086791

And last but not least, I must add a little dash of  communism, not cannibalism.  It seems that New York City's  Mayor Bloomberg is trying to pass a law that will outlaw  the sale of any soft drink more than 16 ounces within the city.  His attempt to make us all healthier or at least the people of NYC is idiotic to me and nothing short of communist.  Yes, it is true that the U.S. is epidemically obese.  But the sugar in soda is only an minute facet of that problem.  We had sugar in the 1950's and 60's yet we as a nation were not obese. I think the real problem is multifaceted and cannot be solved in one fell swoop.  Maybe we should focus on child and family nutritional education.  Maybe we should install workplace exercise in the middle of the day, I'm sure the sedentary lifestyle that we Americans have had for the past 30-40 years doesn't contribute to obesity at all. (sarcasm) Oh, and how about  portion control?  When we eat out at a restaurant we get enough on our plate to feed a small impoverish village.  I don't pretend to have all the answers to the health crisis, but I do know it can't be solved with a political hat trick.  Is this why my grandfather fought in WW11?  So we can be told what to eat, drink, and eventually when to poop?  There are so many deeper far- reaching societal ills that we need to tackle.  You know them; corruption, economic down-turns, drug abuse, ecological crisis', teen pregnancy, prejudice...need I go on?

"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with inherent and inalienable rights; that among these, are life, liberty, and the pursuit of a 20 oz soft drink." 

~~peace~~
    Moni

Throwing the Baby Out With the Bath Water

When I was young  I would ask my mother what it meant when someone said this or someone said that.  And in her slight southern drawl she would say, You know what Monica, you can't believe everything you hear."  "Opinions are like assholes, everybody's got one."  There's a lot of ludicrous behavior and opinions floating around out there that make me think the whole world losing it. What ever happen to common sense?

Take for example this.  What?!  Attachment parenting my rear!  When a child gets old enough to masticate(chew) and he/she has the motor skills to feed themselves, it's nature's way of saying; stop breast feeding! Now you Le Leche League members don't get all down on me.  Breastfeeding is healthy, the baby gets Colostrum which boosts their immune system.  But notice I said "baby".  This little guy attached to his mothers areole is capable of feeding himself. 

Oh yeah and how about the nincompoop who looks like a piece of beef jerky letting her 6 year old fair-skinned redheaded daughter lay in a tanning booth? Listen lady if you want to burn yourself into oblivion it's your right, but you're the parent here.  You're supposed to be looking out for the welfare of your daughter.

And lest we not forget the woman that allows her 10 year to get botox and had a stripper's pole placed in her bedroom, because she believes it's good exercise.  Hey, how about teaching your daughter how to ride a bike(good exercise) instead of fostering a future career in which grubby, sweaty, lusting men place dollar bills in her G-string. Way to cultivate the next Margaret Thatcher.

Now I don't have a long list of intellectual initials behind my name,  and I'm probably not the best mother in the world, but I can tell that this stuff is twisted.  And it infuriates me when parents are willing to forego all parenting skills and all common sense to get their 15 minutes of fame.  When I look at this kind of absurdity, I shake my head, and pray that maybe tomorrow will be a better place.  After all, we have bigger fish to fry as a nation and a people.  We don't need to be bombarded with such stupidity.

Of course, this was just my opinion.  ; )

My pick for a best cover of a song...enjoy. http://youtu.be/5TNLKhp9_Ks

Until next time,
Moni : )

WOW!

Listen to these guys, you've probably listen/seen them already considering their cover of "Smooth Criminal" got 4 million hits on Youtube.

But these two videos are a little different.

Teen Spirit never smelled, ah sounded so good.

Lovely.

TTFN(ta ta for now)

Moni  

I used the P.R.N.D.L.(park reverse,neutral, drive,and low)

I hope everyone out there in cyberland is feeling fine and doing well.   I haven't written in a while, don't  know why really.  I think I almost forgot I even had a blog.  Anyway, I'm here now. 

I've teased my daughter about learning how to drive ever since she almost ran over me about a year ago.  I asked her to pull the car up a tiny bit into the driveway.  Stupid me, I wasn't in the car, I figured how much damage could she do?  Start the engine, put the transmission into drive, inch the car forward, and put it in "park".  Not so simple; she gunned the gas, and proceeded to drive over the carport and into the back yard.  And me in my extremely finite wisdom jumped in front of a 1 ton vehicle and yelled, "brake!"  "brake!" "braaaaake!"  I literally envisioned myself underneath the car.  Well, she didn't run me down, she just got really scared.  Instead of turning the car off, slamming on the brake, or even pushing the emergency brake; she shoved the gear shift into "park".  I heard the transmission give a low moan.  I thought Oh, Lord, she tore the transmission out of the car, but at least I'm alive...I'm alive!  

Last Thursday she got her Learner's permit and I got my Xanax.  :)    Everything is right with the world, or at least that's what I keep telling myself.  By-the-way, I was just kidding about the Xanax, I don't take it, but I might have to start.   Now she doesn't want to drive I have to make her get behind the wheel, I think she's somewhat traumatized.  She'll learn I'm sure.


 On a different note; here are  some videos from an awesome group called the Carolina Chocolate Drops.  They're passing on the musical stylings of black bluegrass musicians.  I saw them on a local television channel the other day and I'm hooked.  They are mega-talented.

http://youtu.be/lPl8qlKq41o

http://youtu.be/3BYvxFrDZ4M

http://youtu.be/OzombejhLUo

ta,
Moni

Checking In

Hello, it's been a while. But, since when has it not?  I guess I'm just not in any mood to write anything...  I've been in a funky mood, can't really describe it...as if you cared.  lol   Anyway, feedback is nice every once in a while.

Hearts Fly
 by Moni                                      

Sifted though the sands of time, an outdated concept with conscious intertwined
A motive unrealized by a nation,  a time unvalued by the newest generation.  It sits
 In a place only known in dreams where the human heart imagines it can fly; and for a time it does.

A wilted flower lay crushed beneath the feet pounding a busy street.
No one notices, no one even makes an effort to save one lowly thing; one thing so puny.
Why should they bother, they haven’t the time? They have grown cold and callous, rude and unfairly balanced.  Why should they care; looking out for themselves?  They forget how to love the lowly, the small, the “nothing “ that matters anything at all.

Then someone stops; some brave defiant one, pushing against the pull of the crowd.  And there on the ground lay a motive un reached by a nation.  It’s picked up, dusted off and tucked  into front pocket.
The sun shines and the dream happens again and for a time the human heart flies.


Tootles,
Moni

Hilarious

I just had to post this.  I saw it on a poster in a hospital.  I laughed so hard I thought I would piss my pants.  Maybe it'll cheer you up too.  

I don't own the picture, all rights reserved by the owner, I snagged it from 2PEP.com

Another Year

Well hell,  I haven't been on here in some time now.  I lost my way, I mean I forgot how and where to sign in.  Can you believe that?  And can you believe that another year has come and gone?  Where did it go?  I suppose it passed through the portals of the space-time continuum.  According to the Mayans our global societal goose will be cooked in another year.  I don't put much stock in that anyway.  They were a brilliant race, but then again, they practiced human sacrifice and on occasion cannibalism.  This is what I think...I think I don't know what the future holds, but I know who holds the future. 

Wow, seems that the lack of my presence on the blog hasn't effected my ability to ramble mindlessly.  lol  Anyway, basically checking in with the nameless, faceless, person/persons who care to check in with me.  lol  I hope you had a very Merry Christmas.  Yes; I still say and will continue to say "Merry Christmas".   Oh yeah,  Happy New Year too.

I'll go for now,  I'll check in again soon.  Maybe I'll have something important or at least entertaining to say.  Till then, peace to you.


Cute video someone sent me.