Friday, August 28, 2009

Getting my head right

How sad…Ted Kennedy is dead.

The thought running through my mind, relating to the adoration and adulation going on throughout the media, I think, is a little bit different than what I am hearing across the air waves.

We are told he was an “icon”. In today’s language, an icon, is primarily a way to enter into another web site with just the click of a mouse. In religious, or archaic, language, an icon is something tangible that is designed to transfer your heart or mind to God.

What an interesting thought…the Kennedy family are undoubtedly, members of the Roman Catholic church. There has been much throughout history that has been instrumental in turning people away from organized religion, and especially the Catholic church.

To my military mind, Ted Kennedy is the epitome of immorality, impurity, enmities, outbursts of anger, disputes, dissensions, drunkenness, carousing and things like these. Yes, you see, by him being an “icon” we think of these things when we think of him. So, what does that say about our national consciousness?

How truly sad, that our society immortalizes someone like this. Is there any wonder how our “Christian” nation has become a “non Christian” nation? Is there any doubt how we have gotten the gummint we have?

More, and more, I am wondering if there is any intelligent life left on this planet.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Came in my email

The Scent Of Freshness

A new Publix supermarket opened in Hudson, Florida.

It has an automatic water mister to keep the produce fresh. Just before it goes on, you hear the distant sound of thunder and the smell of fresh rain.

When you pass the milk cases, you hear cows mooing and you experience the scent of fresh cut hay.

In the meat department there is the aroma of charcoal grilled steaks and brats.

In the liquor department, the fresh, clean, crisp smell of tapped Miller Lite.

When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck and cackle and the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon and eggs frying.

The bread department features the tantalizing smell of fresh baked bread & cookies.

I don’t buy toilet paper there anymore.