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Evidently there’s not enough cussin’ to go around: Whereit used to say, “call missed”, now the new cell phones it says “Damn!”; “call missed”.
Nowadays you have to swipe charge cards, some one-way; some another. Sometime you need to sign a receipt –sometime not… and so-on. In the old days when you wanted to charge something you just said, “set it down”.
Too, back then a phone call was simple to make. You just picked up the receiver and the operator said, “number please”; you gave her the number you wished to call. Now you get callouses on your fingers from punching buttons. Life sure gets tedious, don’t it?
First wife, Bett, tells me there is a new women’s eye-style called Smokey Eye. Shucks, there’s always been an eye style for mouthy-men called Blacky eye.
A thing that’s JUST does not always rest on the theory of “means, motive, and opportunity”, like on TV. Now, we see where innocent people have languished in the prison for the better part of their lives, until the advent of DNA, which found them innocent. Crime and punishment should not be based on a cut and dried theory.
I once asked a young woman “what her cousin was doing now?”
“putting-on I guess”, she said.
“I should be content with being ME, and not all aflutter with who or what I think I’m supposed to be.”
We’re told that loud barter was the only kind of trade allowed in Inca times. The movement of all goods and services, other than thru swapping pigs or knives, was controlled by the state. In other words the Incas had their own interstate commerce commission that sucks people dry…the beginning of governmental regulatory system that far back…” The Cream Skimmers.”
Once a farmer friend moved my family and me from Tennessee to Texas, in a large cattle truck. The ICC (feds) caught him “crossing state lines” and fined him more than he charged us for the entire move. Course he did have an ICC license. He was a farmer – not a trucker, for heaven’s sake! A dirt poor farmer trying to keep his family’s head above water…”the land of the free…”
War is a terrible thing – a most terrible thing – but you knew that. However there are remarkable stories that come out of war. You knew that too.  At the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor in 1941, when our U.S. Naval fleet was almost wiped out, a US Army chaplain, manning an anti-aircraft gun was yelling, “Praise the lord and pass the ammunition.” This later became a popular war song in WW2…a rally-song as it were.
Kiss your children several times a day, and hug your goat at least once.
Kindest regards…