A Wee Bedtime Story

Once upon a time in the town of Gullible. There lived many hard working people. Of course in this town there were some poor people, they were too old to work or did not get around very well. There also was a band of people that begged for their supper. In fact they begged for everything.
The hard working people just kept on going to work no matter how hard the work was, They tilled the land and raised food for everyone, some of them ran stores so people could buy food and clothes and many other things needed in their daily lives.
When they got home they took care of their children and the feeble old people, made sure they were fed and warm. All the while the band of  beggars sat around trying to figure out how to get what the hard working people had.
Then one day a man came to town, He was a stranger but everyone welcomed him to the town. Everyone was interested in him and  when he started to talk, he made everyone feel good, all except a few of the hard working people, they stood back and listened. They knew all of the things that the stranger talked was impossible. After all if everyone gave him all of the money that the people in town had, and he shared it with everyone so there would be no beggars and no one would have to take care of the old people. And then everyone would be happy.
All of the hard workers went back to their jobs farming and businesses and then one day the stranger gathered all the people together and said We have to share more money, so the hard  workers had to give up their hard earned money so the stranger could give it to the others. Some of the hard workers said,  the  heck on working , I will just stay home and I will still get money anyway, and So they did.
Now there were only a few hard workers putting longer hours, taking a second job to make more money to feed their families. And still the stranger came and said, I need to take more money.  Now there are more people to take care of.
So the day came when the last of the hard workers said enough.  And they went home and did not go to work. Then the stranger said, you have to work we need the money and the hard workers said that is too bad, now we want our share of the money and the stranger said there is no more.all of the people  needed food and there was none, they needed clothes and there was no one to make them, They looked at  each other and said now what do we do they asked the stranger but the stranger did not answer as he packed his bags and went on down the road to find another town so he could help more old people and beggars.

Okay this is a paragraph for the college writing class I am taking. I need someone to do a pre peer asessment for me.

I have always had an interest in different ethnic foods, I love reading recipes and trying out new and different ones, one recipe i learned to make and enjoy serving is Golabkis. I first  heard of them when I married my husband who was Polish..The area he was raised in had many Polish immigrants, and social gatherings are an important part of their life, this includes church dinners,even town celebrations  where  there will always be Golabkis included in the menu. To say it is an easy dish to  prepare is not quite true, Its not hard but time consuming. The first  step, you have to  brown the hamburger, then the onions, then I precook the rice  to half done. When the rice is ready, you have to mix tall the ingredients together making sure you season with salt and pepper. The next step is to put on a large pot of water to boil, then when it is ready you carefully add the entire head of cabbage and let it cook for a few minutes. You then turn off the heat, and  every carefully remove the cabbage from the water. When the cabbage is cooled enough to touch you have to carefully remove the leaves one at a time. it is important to not tear the leaves while removing them. When that  is done you take the hamburger, onion and rice mixture and put some in a cabbage leave and roll it up. You will continue  doing this until you have a lightly greased baking dish filled,  making sure it is only one layer deep. Making the sauce to pour over the now stuffed cabbage is not difficult to do, it takes one can of tomato soup and one small can of tomato sauce, add one fourth cup of water  and pout mixture over the cabbages. the last step in the procedure is to  put the baking dish in the preheated oven set at 350 degrees, and bake for one hour. Remove  from  oven and  allow  the dish to set for 10 minutes  before serving, this allows the juices to not all run out of  the stuffed cabbages. It is always well received at what ever gathering it is served at. Ethnic dishes like this one gives each of us a feeling of belonging, a feeling that we have brought our history along with us as we immigrated. Even  if  the families have been  in this country for generations, these recipes passed on give everyone a feeling of continuity and there fore is an important part of  life for all. It is interesting when you find yourself surrounded by the older women when getting together to make  Golabkis for  what ever celebration is happening. These  women do not just  make the recipe, you will hear stories of the past. there will be advice handed out to the new wife or the new mother.Cooking with a group is about much more than the food itself.

Creative Challenge 275~Rare~

A rare look at what used to be

Creative Challenge 274 ~Strange Things happening at My House Is an understatement~

Looking carefully around each corner is what I am doing for the last few days. First there was the whistle on the 16th,and then the hair tugging, which I finally said about the hair tugging, You have to stop this, you are upsetting me and I do not feel good", the hair tugging stopped after two days of it and stayed that way until I started writing this blog and now someone thinks they are funny.
What I really felt bad about was after the whistling episode and the start of the hair tugging, I realized that for the first time I had forgot the anniversary of my Marce's dying it was 18 years since I lost my best friend. My excuse is that I had been ill for over a week and was still miserable but I guess in the spirit world that does not count. I do think this is what started the onslaught of strangeness.
Of course I would find things where I did not put them and once in while a fragrance would come wafting by. I am used to some of this. For some reason since the 16th I feel like my house is busy with spirits, sometimes  I have one, sometimes two, sometimes it feels like a whole crew of them. A quick shadow drifting by. sounds clanking and banging that  did not used to be here.
I do have to say someone out did themselves  during the night Friday, which I wondered was it because  it was my birthday and they wanted me to know  they were here?I do not know, all I do know is I woke up to my bedroom television being turned on and off. click, click,click, click, on and on until was totally awake and irritated. When I got out of bed and went over to it and  turned it off and on once.  I noticed my satellite was not working right, the receiver was stuck on trying to find signal. So grumbling I went over to the reciever and to my surprise the door to where the smart card is, was open and the smart card not inserted properly. I redid that and then I said, " you guys are not funny anymore". So now I am crossing my fingers that they will only be playing with my hair instead of trying to drive me bananas.

The American Family ~By Tee~

Lets talk about our American family, Lets say the head of household (Daddy) is the president. Congress is aunts and uncles, the children are the citizens of America. Now that is not a bad looking family.  We have had our ups and downs and lately there has been some changes that are not so good.
Now every family I know has squabbles, children, now as in any large family not everyone will get along. We will hear “Daddy Bobby from New York said you aren’t a good daddy“. Or Mary from Minnesota is crying because she thinks Manny from New Jersey looked at her wrong. The listed is endless. What is a daddy to do, with all of those children and now most of the kids have joined gangs, these gangs have names they are the Liberals and the Conservatives.As the days go by there is more and more fighting, so daddy called the family together and gave them a good talking to.
After having a few of these talks he lost his temper with the Gang of conservatives because they did not listen to him and follow his instructions as he wished they would, they were not like his good gang of liberals.To everyone’s surprise he started scolding the  gang of conservatives and then part of that gang got frightened and went and sat by the gang of Liberals, pretending they were listening to Daddy. Actually there were a few of the chiiildren from each gang that wanted to start their own gang, they called themselves Independentss , the problem with the new gang no one listened to them, not the Liberal gang,nor the conservative gang, and specially not Daddy. and they were sad.Now there was a smaller gang of conservatives  than before standing there saying sorry daddy but we want to do things different.
Well as one could expect Daddy lost this temper, now instead of scolding the gang of unrepentant conservatives, he started yelling and saying that they were terrible children, that they were blackmailers, and extortionists, law breakers, and that they wanted to hurt the rest of all of the children. He said all of these bad things to anyone that would listen to him, Like the Saudis, The Syrians, The Iranians and so on. All of these people were laughing at Daddy behind his back because he did not know how to control his children, they all thought, just shoot a bunch of them or maybe use poison gas and that would teach them, but they did not say anything, they just snickered. Well Daddy did try to control these children, he wanted them to go to their rooms and shut up. thinking that they would rethink  what they believed in and stop  saying that their daddy was wrong. fiinally  getting reallu tired of  this gang of conservatives he said I am not talking to you anymore and that is that, you will listen to me!
To the surprise of the gang of liberals the pretend liberals and much to the surprise of the gang of conservatives some of the uncles and aunts From the Senate side of the family started taking sides. A few of the senate side and the House sides of the family agreed with the gang of conservatives saying times have change and we the aunts, uncles and even Daddy should stop and think about what these kids are saying. So Daddy and the rest of the aunts and uncles joined together to treat these loving aunts and uncles like  they were treating the children in the conservative gang.They were called terrorists, domestic abusers, arsonists (even though no on started a fire) of course that was a crazy aunt that many of the family laughed at and just shook their heads when she started talking,
The fighting among the children along with the aunts and uncles that agreed with them, kept getting worse and worse and of course Daddy's good little children that followed his instructions to the letter, followed his example and started saying mean things to the gang of conservatives too. Well it must be alright for them to say awful things because their Daddy would not do anything wrong, would he? Of course Daddy was pretending to like his loyal children and promised them more and more goodies for being loyal, even though he was chuckling on the inside because these children were so easily convinced that he was right. What they did not know was that daddy was planning on taking their allowance (free money) away, as soon as he could.
Things got worse and worse everyday and finally a lot of the function of the daily household happening came to a halt. No one could go to the park and play, they could not take walks on the family’s park with all of their ancestors and family heroes had statues that were there so the children wouldn’t forget their history. It got so bad that none of the children could go and visit their home, the White house  unless they were invited  to visit by Daddy and this made so many of the children and their children sad.
Now the gang of conservatives kept trying to get Daddy to pay attention to them and maybe lift their grounding so they could go play with others, but Daddy and the aunts and uncles did not listen, In fact scary uncle Harry told them that no matter what good ideas they came up with, he was not going to let the rest of the aunts and uncles in the Senate side of the family even listen to their ideas. And things got worse, Because of all the nasty names and being grounded and not listened to, some more of the gang of conservatives pretended they learned their lesson and went over and sat by daddy’s favorite children.  Now there were fewer children in the gang of conservatives but those few that were left were still insisting they wanted to do things different.
Something had to change, things were getting out of hand, there were no maids to clean, and there was no one to take out the garbage. What should daddy do? Should he gather the unrepentant children and talk to them in a gentle voice and tell them he would listen to them and think about what they said. Or should he get all of the aunts and uncles and the rest of the children that listened to him or pretended to and all stand together and tell them that all of the gang of conservatives are not playing nice and are no longer part of Daddy's family. Daddy then said, "too bad that you naughty stubborn children and the aunts and uncles that do not want to be in my favorite circle. You are not like us, always disrupting us with your ideas , so you have to go away we do not want to listen to you. Then daddy and all of the mean  uncles and aunts rejoiced, they laughed and the children that  listened to every word of Daddy’s, kept pointing fingers and calling those unwanted members of their family nasty names
The gang of conservative listened to the aunts and uncles that the others thought were defeated when they said, with their heads held high, that they would be back in a couple of months to up stand for the family so it could live long and survive. That a  family that worked together with less useless rules  and careful spending was a healthy one and that it was too bad that some of the aunts and uncles and Daddy just wanted things the way they wanted them,, But when the gang of conservatives did not join in the name calling and making fun of the others, maybe things would change for a better future and then maybe everyone could work where they wanted,  pray where they wanted and go to schools that actually taught children, that there was unlimited potential for family  growth.

Creative Challenge #273 ~Smile~

 

I smile when someone says there is no God
They do not know what I know.
Each day is a blessing, I‘m thankful for  

I wish everyone would feel like I do

It makes no difference the woes that come
Just knowing that miracles happen
Will bring me through the hurting times
Like the warming rays of a morning sun 
I smile at the beauty in life as it is meant to be

                    ~tee~

Looking Back

Looking back to when there were only seven children, five were boys and of course the two girls, the first six born within 6 years. Good thing I was too young to know the difference about what was coming, my life was hectic to say the least. There was the laundry every day, there was the cooking, the constant  cleaning, there was also a lot of worrying, Money was tight even though their dad worked hard at a tough physically wearing job. We were always robbing Peter to pay Paul.
There was always a hum of noise once they got off the school bus, there was time for quiet, the rules were, change your clothes, do your home work, get ready for supper. Then it was whose turn is it for dishes? Strange it was always someone else’s turn not theirs. I thought "someone else" actually lived in my house because it was always his turn to do whatever. Then it was “Is your homework done“? Or “Its bed time kids“. How settling down to sleep could be a noisy happening was beyond me, but it was. I heard “Mom he stole my covers“, “Mom she threw clothes on my side of the floor“. Finally quiet, ah blessed quiet but hold your breath and see if it lasts. There was always one that forgot to go to the bath room, one that needed a drink, one that was hungry, one too hot, one too cold. So holding my breath, yes it was finally quiet.

Now it was get everyone’s clothes ready for tomorrow, check the homework, make sure everything was ready for breakfast, set the alarm and go to bed. During the school year it was the same routine. It was a slow time that went by all too quickly. Now these wonderful individuals that I was raising, were as varied ad a group could be, My oldest daughter , better known as “Miss Mess" hated any kind of housework, she was a social butterfly from day one, it is a fact that she has not changed one bit. I understand it now that I have my mommy’s blinkers off, but at the time I wondered what I did wrong, and the fact that she felt overworked when she had to do dishes with her brother. Then the second child, with his need to be noticed all the time, (strange but he still does) with his exquisite ability for anything art, drawing, singing wanting to learn music but did not want lessons, go figure.
Oldest son Jim also was a stinker, when he and sister Kirsty did dishes, I heard, "Mom he called me fish face", or something as bad, when I would scold him he would stop calling her that, but then I heard, “mom he is making faces at me”. I went to look and there was my Jim, with hands on each side of his mouth pretending to be a fish“. It was hard to not laugh. But then it was hard to not laugh at a lot of their Shenanigans.
Third child, not understanding him but now looking back he was that child that did not want to be seen. So brilliant but not thinking learning was important. In first grade when the report cards came, I ooohed and aaahed over the older two’s good marks and then I looked at Lee’s, and he had all Ds. Kind of shocked, I just said, “Lee these are all Ds”. He looked at me and said, “Mom they are not Fs”, and that was his philosophy and nothing ever changed it. He was the peace maker in the family; He would take the blame for all misdoing of the others. At the time I wondered how such a quiet child could get into so much mischief.

Then as the years passed the rest of the children became what each of them would pretty much be in their futures, Mitch, disappearing from his chores to go clean barns at the stockyard, his love of working hands on is still with him. Steve to invent things  and at age three decided to run away from home instead of going to bed, So with his winter cap on , his snow boots, his jacket on upside down, a pair of mittens and no pants, he was ready to go to Texas. He was so cute and so serious that I bribed him with a cookie to stay until morning. He is still trying to find his place in this world.
Then there was Mary, better known as: Mouse: so tiny, so able to wrap her brothers around her finger and bossy, whinny, tiny bundle of, “mom he looked at me”, “Mom he touched my hair”. “Mom he said he touched my food“, on and on and on. She controlled all of those boys with money when she got old enough to go out and baby sit, she saved her money and then would borrow it out to the boys with interest and kept their stuff for collateral. Sometimes she had car keys, eight tracks, walk mans what ever the boys had she would take and keep in her room until they paid her.
The then baby Brother Tom was my hyper child, he walked at six months, had no fear of anything, and (still does not). This child had more trips to the ER than all the rest put together. But he was a happy child, how many times I thought he would not survive, proved he was one tough child when he cut his arm and with it nerves and arteries and veins. We rushed him to Rochester to mayo Clinic, where they said he would most likely lose the arm, but we said tries to save it. And they did, He and I worked everyday to bring feeling back to his useless strapped to his side arm. His goal was to get better so he could play football and after five long years of stimulating and exercising his arm, the doctors said go for it. And he did. He also ruined his knees doing it and had a school record for concussions. But he made it to his goal and to this day that is his attitude, just do it.

Defining Humanity the way I see it

Another child is dead at the hands of the mother’s boy friend. Isn’t it the parent’s responsibility to make sure that the people in a child’s life are not a monster? The fact that the child was two years old, too young to do anything that horrible that they needed to be beaten. And even if he had who would lay a hand on a two year old.

Then I started thinking, how is aborting a baby any different? It is done daily all over our country and it is legal. The reason a woman’s right to kill an unwanted pregnancy. Using the excuse that it is her body. Of course its her body, it the body she had careless sex with, The one she did not care if she got pregnant, caught an STD,  maybe passed it on to the next person she had sex with. Then find out she is pregnant, so just kill it, it’s not human it’s a fetus. FYI a fetus is a BABY, and it is going to die because the mom has a right to kill.

My heart breaks thinking of all of the potential lost because of the casual ending of an innocent life. What talent will the world be missing, what scientist will never grow up and discover the answer to cancer and other horrible conditions that humans have. I shutter thinking of the people that think this is all good. And then go demonstrate to end war. These same people are against the death sentence. I do not get it, how is killing a baby better than killing a monster?
 
Then when this discussion is brought up, I hear, well would you rather have women go into an alley with a clothes hanger and then get infection and die. Well after thinking about it, if they are that dumb in the day and age of the morning after pill, birth control methods, condoms, well I guess that would be their choice. And over 53,000,000 lives would be saved.

What makes a group of people think that this is okay? The problem as I see it, it is also these people that think euthanasia is a good thing, End of life for the elderly, the ill, and the handicapped. To me this sounds a lot like Hitler’s vision of the world without everyone being Aryan.  There is no future for this kind of thinking, as soon as this group of people succeeds in getting their envisioned  utopia of their dreams, they will find more and more reasons to eliminate others and then who is left and for what reason.

 Once you start down this slippery slope of false beliefs in what is good for humanity, you lose your humanity and you all become the monster. Eliminating conscience from our world is the end of our world. I have lived a long time and I see the good in man slipping a way, the anything goes lifestyle of too many people is a good example.

Take away the good and replace it with a sterile meaningless environment is not what we are about. In order to exist we need a conscience, we need compassion, we need caring, and we need the monsters to go away. Maybe this is too simple, too idealistic, but this is my view of what are our now and our future if things keep going the way they are.

What Does It Take To Beat A Child To Death

What could this child have done to deserve being beat to death by a grown man. Two years, and it sounds like he was a happy child, did he laugh too loud, did ask for a drink? did he do something so horrible that the mom's boy friend beat him so severely that he later died. What a waste of life.

What are we as a people that our children are not protected from monsters.  Schools stop children from playing games like tag, or dodge ball or anything fun because they might get hurt and then they send them home so some crazy fool can hurt. Why is it so easy to have a one night stand and get a woman pregnant and be allowed to raise that child among monsters. Well I hope Mr Peterson realizes there is more to making the innocents than a few minutes of fun,there is being a daddy and knowing who is in that child' life.

KSFY Sioux Falls SD

By Tess Hedrick, Reporter - ABC-News

News of this tragic event has people all over the nation thinking about the toddler and his family. 

Friday afternoon Adrian Peterson addressed the media asking for everyone to respect his privacy in such a devastating time.

"Just staying prayed up. You know, one thing I always bounce back to is the good Lord -- never give you more than you can beat that you can handle so I'm built tough," said Peterseon.

The two-year-old boy died from injuries sustained on Wednesday. The assault reportedly happened at the Platinum Valley Apartment Complex.

Patterson's neighbors told us that there was a lot of commotion Wednesday night and that's when several police cars and ambulances arrived at the complex.

One neighbor said she saw the little boy just hours before.

"He was cute. He seemed really happy and nice. He came over and petted my dog and he just seemed happy," said Katarina Wells, neighbor.

27 year old Joseph Patterson made his first appearance in the Lincoln County Courthouse Friday morning.

He's in custody on $750,000 bond facing charges of aggravated battery of an infant and domestic aggravated assault.

If convicted, he could face up to 40 years in the South Dakota State Penitentiary.

Now that the two-year-old has died, there will likely  be new charges coming.

Learning about Friendship

I have written before about moving a lot as a child, new schools every year, never having much in the way of friends.Maybe I knew that it did not pay to become attached, or maybe it took more time than a few months to start a friendship. Or maybe I just did not know how.
When I was 14 we moved to Winthrop and there, I got my "new" name, actually a nickname. And there I started to feel like I had a few friends.Not close friends but actual friends. So just before school started we moved again and again I was a stranger. 

The small Town where we moved to had  friendly people and I became friends with a small group. There was Larry, Steve, Arlene and Barb, we hung around not doing much, usually watching the older guys work on their stock race cars, the high light of the week was when we got to go watch the races. It was a comfortable feeling to feel a connection with others. I remember all of those care free days, Letting myself be open to friendship after my dad promised we would not move again. I did not realize it at the time but it was me growing stronger from that always waiting for the other shoe to drop feeling.

The the second year just before school started a new family moved to town. on the first day of school I met Penny, I will say that Larry also met Penny but that is another story.Penny and I became first class mates and then friends. I never figured it out,why we were good friends, but we were. Penny always so neat, so studious, quiet and reserved and here I was, not neat, hardly ever studied, and no one could ever say I was quiet. I was and still am a talker. I do not remember ever disagreeing on anything, we just got along.

There was a world of difference in our families also, her's were safe secure steady people, and mine, well I guess my dad flew by the seat of his pants and my mom and us children simply followed. Maybe it was the steadiness of Penny and  maybe it was the fact that I also flew by the seat of my pants and  that fact fascinated her. I know I gained in bravery and interest in different things. There was always a quiet strength that I got from her.

We never spoke of our friendship, so I have no idea if she felt the same friendship I did.Then there was the growing  relationship between Penny and Larry, and the fact that Larry was a good male friend mine , I remember sitting and talking about life and the future with Larry and slowly there was more and more mention of Penny in our conversations and soon it was clear that they were a pair. So some how my friendship with Penny and with Larry became a bonding of the two of them and me. It became an almost family feeling to me. 

They married young and started a family and a year or so later I did too. Over the years we kind of lost touch, but in the background they were my friends Luckily they are also good friends to my older brother and his wife Sue.Whenever I would see them, they never seemed to age. Now we are older and stay in contact with each other. In my minds eye they are still those young friends of mine that showed me how love grows. Now through the years, I guess I talk more to Larry then Penny, but it feels like I am speaking to both of them.They are the most together people I know, so that is the story of my friend Penny, ( and of course Larry).

Well the Washington Waltz is almost over

Added: Thursday, October 10th 2013 at 4:34pm by tesstruhartz1

Listening to The Five today and then the news afterward, it sounds like the dance is in intermission, with both sides getting tired of stepping on each others toes. The mud slinging name game did nothing positive so now they have chatted and will "talk" to their people. Why the President has to talk to his people is beyond me. He should just put on his President pants and be the decider.
All of this is just a bunch of spoiled brats earning too much money and is required to do little in the way of work and  get the voters all riled up, as we can see on the posts on blogster. all the while these imbeciles keep on playing games with American, Well Mr. Boehner as you said"This ain't no damn game"! It is about time for you and Harry Reid and Pelosi , McConnell to go home, retire on all the money you made screwing America.
Bob Beckel The lone Democrat on the five asked if people that believe different can be friends. I do not know why not, I do not define myself by any group. I see good and bad inn all of them as whole  but most of the individuals are nice. of course there are jerks in every crowd and we do see them here and there.
Well soon the dance will be over and in spite of scary Harry puffing that he will not bring any agreement to the floor of the Senate. He is such a dud, makes you question Nevada voters doesn't it. The Prez will get his debt ceiling for a few weeks or months and the house will get a couple of things passed like the medical device tax, and maybe even an extension of A.C.A. that way the Prez does not have to admit it is a piece of crap..then in a few weeks or a month or two they can go at it again, I do not know about the rest of you but their continual dance is getting awful tiresome.

Working Together

Let us start today
To try and find a way
To work together
And still find a way
Finding what is best
For our world today
It is time for those we elect
To take the time to hear
 What we the people
 All have to say

The noise we hear
 And some people believe
Makes me wonder
What is really up your sleeve
People feel pain each day
Of the mistakes you make
For your party’s sake.
Your party  did not elect you
It is plain for all to see
Next election time
The house and senate
Is not where you will be
 ~tee~

Mr President when will you start speaking to me?

Added: Tuesday, October 8th 2013 at 3:20pm by tesstruhartz1

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Now I know President Obama is not going to read this blog. I am a lot smarter than that, but maybe at least one of his blind followers will read it and say,well she has a point.
He does not speak to Independents,
He does not speak to people in the Tea Party
He does not speak to Republicans conservative or moderate
He does not speak to Libertarians
He speaks to liberals
 He speaks to special interest groups
He speaks to unions.
He speaks to the gimme people.
He has not never spoke to me
He causes division in our country
He tells the gimme people what they want to hear and they actually believe him
He goes behind our backs to big business and we get lies
He is trying to take away our liberties and so far  he is succeeding
He is playing games with our constitution and is loving doing it
He does not respect any of us, our way of life or our country.
He will not destroy us as a country,we are too strong for that.
He will never speak to me or for me, and that reassures me that I am smarter that.

The Duality of politics has always been there

Added: Wednesday, October 9th 2013 at 4:28am by tesstruhartz1

The word duality was my creative challenge this week., which I will post later. I started thinking about the duality of politics after a post by a liberal Obama fan posted some contentious  remarks trying to make me the villain in his conversation.  So I started thinking what do each of  the people either Democrat /Republican believe. and on the bottom I will try to explain where I stand with all of the different arguments as a former Democrat turned from being stifled by someone else's party line to thinking for myself.
What do Republicans  want.                                             
They are  pro life
They want tighter restrictions for SS disability
They want unemployment insurance at 26 weeks
They want health insurance  across state lines
They want to defund A.C.A. and start over
They want self responsibility for birth control
They  want a strong military
They want to get rid of the dept of Education
They want to Limit the EPA
They want the Keystone  pipeline
They to Remove the excess limits on coal specially in WVA
They want illegals to have to go home and ask to come here,( well this is open for discussion)
They want tax reformthey want the government to stop being the PC police
They want  the government to stop attacking freedom of religion.

What do Democrats want
They want Abortion at will even at  full term
They want to Stop the pipeline
They Like A.C.A. no matter what
They want illegals to  be able to vote
They want less Military
They want more laws
They want  Higher taxes for the 53 % that  work hard for a living
Now I realize this might be off a bit on both sides. but it is hard to discern  exactly what liberals want because  throwing stick and stones happens more than discussion.
 For myself I vote for who makes the most sense to me, without wanting a nanny state to take care of me. I am on a limited budget, I do not expect anyone to pay more taxes so my life can be easier. I want someone who, when I write them they respond. If they don't, They lose my vote. the Political parties and their "people" mean nothing to me. The fact that a junior senator from Illinois  with no experience can be elected president, and in my opinion only because he was the best looking candidate is just crazy.
So when you come to my page, you are welcome, but state the why of your comments , not angry rhetoric that gets us nowhere.And if you have specific things that your  party stands for, please list them. And if you are against some of the party platform say that  also.

Creative Challenge # 272 ~ Duality~

The strange beauty of the duality  of

The physical and the spiritual worlds

The believers and the nonbelievers

The outlooks, so close yet so far apart

The fact is, we all end up in the same place .

~tee~

Creative Challenge~ #271 ~ Perception ~

 As we go through each day
Our perception is different
for each thing we encounter.