Benghazi Brief

The conspiracy theories and obsession with Benghazi and the Boston Bombing are so ridiculous.  Should we get a hearing on the WMD's that we still haven't found in Iraq, ten years later?  That  debacle cost the country 2 Trillion dollars and catapulted us into the greatest recession since the "Great Depression."

Flip the Script:  ...here's a theory. The Republicans are so scared of Hillary Clinton running and winning the next Presidential Race they set in motion an attack on an American Embassy known to have decreased security in order to show that she, Hillary, and President Obama are not as apt at handling our national security--stirring up fear.

Secondly, get the conspiracy cranked up to a level that points out some inadequacy of the President that could be "impeachable."  Think they've pretty much given up on getting him on "moral" issues like infidelity because the whole nation can see how in love he is with his wife, First Lady Michelle Obama.

So you stage an attack on an American Embassy, then you stage a small attack on American soil that hints of  "terrorism" and slowly but surely you began to erode the confidence in our homeland security measures and began to stir up fears of terrorism plots potentially popping up everywhere and the next thing you know they'll be dragging us off to the next war they feel might potential benefit the profits and security of place in American Society of the elite and privileged 1%.  They, the GOP is itching to get us involved in the Syrian civil war.  Question, why are they never banging the drums of war to go into the African Congo?

Lest you think my conspiracy theory is too far-fetched just remember that Richard Nixon stopped the peace negotiations for Vietnam because he was running for President.  George W. Bush, got this country into the worst war and longest war we've ever known by using false intelligence to say Sadam Hussein had WMD's.  He, President George Bush, won a second term.  And don't get me started on how he won his first term, now there's a conspiracy waiting to be revealed and I'm sure history will  unless of course it's written by "revisionist" partial to the Bush Dynasty and or GOP.

When I was growing up there was this standard come back to any slam, "takes one to know one."  Those who see conspiracy everywhere have probably perpetrated; been involved in or aware of an actually conspiracy.  I feeling very Julia Robert's like, remember the movie Pelican Brief.  We all know real life is stranger than fiction.

A Tale for the Elections

A B 'Banjo' Paterson 

(1864-1941)

The Sausage Candidate-A Tale for the Elections

Our fathers, brave men were and strong,
And whisky was their daily liquor;
They used to move the world along
In better style than now — and quicker.
Elections then were sport, you bet!
A trifle rough, there's no denying
When two opposing factions met
The skin and hair were always flying.
When "cabbage-trees" could still be worn
Without the question, "Who's your hatter?"
There dawned a bright election morn
Upon the town of Parramatta.
A man called Jones was all the go —
The people's friend, the poor's protector;
A long, gaunt, six-foot slab of woe,
He sought to charm the green elector.

How Jones had one time been trustee
For his small niece, and he — the villain! —
Betrayed his trust most shamefully,
And robbed the child of every shillin'.
He used to keep accounts, they say,
To save himself in case of trouble;
Whatever cash he paid away
He always used to charge it double.

He'd buy the child a cotton gown
Too coarse and rough to dress a cat in,
And then he'd go and put it down
And charge the price of silk or satin!
He gave her once a little treat,
An outing down the harbour sunny,
And Lord! the bill for bread and meat,
You'd think they all had eaten money!

But Jones exposed the course he took
By carelessness — such men are ninnies.
He went and entered in his book,
"Two pounds of sausages — two guineas."
Now this leaked out, and folk got riled,
And said that Jones, "he didn't oughter".
But what cared Jones? he only smiled —
Abuse ran off his back like water.

And so he faced the world content:
His little niece — he never paid her:
And then he stood for Parliament,
Of course he was a rank free trader.
His wealth was great, success appeared
To smile propitious on his banner,
But Providence it interfered
In this most unexpected manner.

A person — call him Brown for short —
Who knew the story of this stealer,
Went calmly down the town and bought
Two pounds of sausage from a dealer,
And then he got a long bamboo
And tightly tied the sausage to it;
Says he, "This is the thing to do,
And I am just the man to do it.

"When Jones comes out to make his speech
I won't a clapper be, or hisser,
But with this long bamboo I'll reach
And poke the sausage in his 'kisser'.
I'll bring the wretch to scorn and shame,
Unless those darned police are nigh:
As sure as Brown's my glorious name,
I'll knock that candidate sky-high."

The speech comes on — beneath the stand
The people push and surge and eddy
But Brown waits calmly close at hand
With all his apparatus ready;
And while the speaker loudly cries,
"Of ages all, this is the boss age!"
Brown hits him square between the eyes,
Exclaiming, "What's the price of sausage?"

He aimed the victuals in his face,
As though he thought poor Jones a glutton.
And Jones was covered with disgrace —
Disgrace and shame, and beef and mutton.
His cause was lost — a hopeless wreck
He crept off from the hooting throng;
Protection proudly ruled the deck,
Here ends the sausage and the song.
__
Notes

The Bulletin, 9 February 1889

Published during the 1889 election campaign for the New South Wales General Parliament

courtesy of: hello poetry

Petition - Shared Sacrifice: Bernie Sanders - U.S. Senator for Vermont

excerpt...

Dear Mr. President, This is a pivotal moment in the history of our country. Decisions are being made about the national budget that will impact the lives of virtually every American for decades to come. As we address the issue of deficit reduction we must not ignore the painful economic reality of today - which is that the wealthiest people in our country and the largest corporations are doing phenomenally well while the middle class is collapsing and poverty is increasing. In fact, the United States today has, by far, the most unequal distribution of wealth and income of any major country on earth.

...go to his page to read more and sign the petition, use the link below

 Petition - Shared Sacrifice: Bernie Sanders - U.S. Senator for Vermont

NRA Ad targeting minorities

Dear @nra, we don't trust you. Sincerely, Black America... bit.ly/Z3kqGp PLEASE RETWEET

— Russell Simmons (@UncleRUSH) March 8, 2013

No golf trips for Obama

Republican Texas Rep. Louie Gohmert introduced an amendment to the Continuing Resolution that would not provide the White House with any taxpayer funds to transport President Barack Obama to and from any golf course until they resume White House public tours. In a House floor speech, Gohmert said he filed the amendment with the House Rules Committee. “None of the funds made available by a division of this act may be used to transport the president to or from a golf course until public tours of the White House resume,” the amendment reads. Read more:

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Civil Rights ...remembering the struggle

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Blogging--as active engagement

Engagement--my new watch word. As you can see I haven’t posted for sometime. Although I haven’t posted here I have been very busy posting on other interesting blogs. I’ve wrestled with how to manage my time and still be involved while not comprising my own need for creativity. I’ll devoted my focus here first. One Woman’s Voice will be the eternal well from which I draw.

When I first became interested in blogging, about two years ago, I quickly set about to create all these elaborate blogs; each focused on a different area of interest. According to all the blog-cology, this was the way to go. Was I doing it for fun or profit? Well it depended on which day I was blogging.

Let’s face it. The human being is a wonderfully complexed creature. Add a bit of creativity and trials of life to the mix and you’ve got one interestingly whacky unpredictable character. That’s me--Interesting, whacky and unpredictable. So what kind of blog(s) should a whacky chick like me create? Where do my passion and interests lie?


Creativity--I love making things. As a veteran coming from a large family of veterans I am politically impassioned. I like to say, I was patriotic before patriotism was cool. As a member of a very large loving southern family with a small family of my own, I continue to share in and experience the joys and sorrows of daily living in this tribe. I oten attempt to capture these moments through photography. Being equally moved by the joys and sorrows, drives me to activitism. So what's a whacky unpredictable chick to do?

One woman’s voice is the heartfelt expressions of engagement. I am engaged with life. It leads me in many different directions. This is simply the place where I record my impressions along the way. It is with this singleness of purpose this blog exist. It is one woman's engaged prespective on the business of living. Doing it My Way!

The Internet --Brave New Political World

We are in a brave new world. Senator Hillary Clinton said
The internet is changing the political arena. She is right. She also said that we need bloggers reporting on political issues and processes. And I say, Thank God, Finally, it's about time. It's about time the common man's voice is able to be heard.
This the foundational belief of this blog. One common "wo"man's voice--here to engage and inspire anyone who is interested. It doesn't matter whether you find my banter interesting, engaging, irritating, stupid or brilliant--I have a voice and here in America. I have a right to be heard. I believe it is important to express our personal beliefs and views. It's even OK when we disagree. Tonight I hosted a watch party in my home for Senator Obama. I spoke on the phone to other people about the S.C.Democratic primary and the campaign in general. It felt good. I felt good to be able to believe in the possibility of change again. I was elated to realize I am a key component of the process and I believe most American's feel the same.