IF I WERE A DICTATOR

A recurring dream of mine has me in charge of the US government. I am in complete control and am able to solve almost all the problems that plague our wonderful country. There are 5 problems that seem to require my immediate attention.

1) Immigration : Build a great double wall across the borders and put plenty of guards along it. National guard and army could be employed. No more Mr. nice guy. Get tough on the miscreants that are caught.
Those illegal immigrants already here would be required to register and be issued an identification, Without this documents they would not be able to work or rent dwellings or receive any benefits. If caught, the non registered ones would be subject to deportation at once.
Those who register would be allowed two years to stay and then be required to return to their country of origin for at least one year and be allowed back in for a two year period upon presentation of the registry document.. Children born of illegals would no have US citizenship.
Problem solved. QED

I will discuss spending control in the next IF I WERE A DICTATOR blog.

A NEW ADD ICTION

It's bad enough that many of us are addicted to alcohol, drugs, tobacco, food and the list goes on. Now I have discovered, to my dismay, that there are other, heretofore unexpected habituating things, to wit, BOGGLE. The old game, is with a boxful of letters which when shaken allows one to select words. It is a fine competitive pastime, lots of fun with any number of players involved. Mildly addictive. The new game is on the computer. It shakes the computer picture of the box and comes up with the letters. It then selects a competitor and gives one three minutes to select what words one can find. The more games one wins, the harder he competition. I need help. I cannot stop playing. At night,w hen I should be asleep, I play the game in my mind. I no longer read or even watch TV. It's boggle time, day or night. I want to thank my dear daughter Margie for starting me on this ruinous path.

BACK TO NORMMAL

Still recovering from the Christmas new year celebrations.
How wonderful to have large portions of family and friends
around but after a week it is a relief to be alone again/ Jan, bless her,
has already re exhausted herself, undoing all the decorations she spent many hours putting up just a few days ago.
We spent many happy hours playing Boggle on the computer. As many as 10 at a time gathered about, shouting out words they were able to spot on the screen. The typist had to be quick to get them all down. It is unbelievable how quickly the kids can type, faster I think than one can talk. Poker and Wii and jigsaw puzzles kept us busy. We ate out frequently. Never a dull moment.
On another subject: I am objecting once again on English language usage.
Will everyone quit saying "very unique" and "more unique". Am I the only one left in the world who knows that unique means one of a kind? One could correctly say
"almost unique" or better yet rare, or unusual.

picture !

No particular reason why this picture is here. Kathy has just helped me to put pictures on the blog. It seems very complicated.
This is from Hawaii over a year ago. The geeky kids also showed my how to unload pictures from my camera. I didn't know how and still don't. There were 180 pictures accumulated and are now on my Picasa file.

Irritating things

I wonder what could have possesed the secretary of defense or army chief of staff some years ago to decide that the neat caps worn by US troops for many years needed to be changed. The neat caps were outlawed and the current berets were put in their place. The original order, 5,000,000 berets were put out for bids and China won. They cost $5.00 each. Now the heroic American troopers look like the French army.I find it embarrassing.

One might wonder why fortunes are made by skillful people for hitting a ball with a club and putting it in a little hole. Golf is fun, even for lousy players.
But really large fortunes are made by profesional golfers for playing a game which they would play for nothing anyway. I don't think they are contributing much to society. Same goes for baseball players (One semi-literate player just signed a contract for $200,000,000 {two hundred million}). Ridiculous! Steroid stuffed morons
also make big bucks for football and basketball.

Not only am I irritated, I am also jealous.

Old blogs need to be looked at

We mentioned our blog address on the DXCM this year and hope that some of our numerous family, friends and other admirers will access the messages and respond.
It is interesting to point out that there are many older blogs of sterking quality which I wish everyone would read. In particular I like the three part CIVICS 101 which can be found by going back to August the 14th and 15th. On the left hand side are dates to look up the older blogs.
I am also proud of the ECONOMICS 101 three part series posted after the Civic
series.
Don't be shy. All comments are welcome. This is a wonderful way to keep in touch.

No more MR. Nice Guy

Everyone knows what kind of a person I am: Friendly, affable, helpful,
understanding, reasonable , etc.etc. So why did I get into an unfortunate
confrontation with a Kroger checker? Well, it turns out she was rude and unhelpful.
She was also ugly and stupid. Instead of punching her out I left in a huff
but very angry.Now I can't stop being mad and I think I should take it out on
someone. Aha! I think I have it.

I am a bit less than pleased with Islam. I never thought it was a good thing.
I am the only living person that thinks the Crusades were great. We should do it again. Now that the Moslem countries seem to have all our money they are beginning to act up in ways that seem completely illogical. Outside of oil, they have produced nothing in about 600 years. The population is unusually ignorant, having been raised by the unfortunately illiterate women. The poor Moslem women. No education, peculiar
clothing, denied in some places any rights whatsoever. What schools they have seem to concentrate on the Koran above all else. And they are restricted mostly to the males.

There, now I am over my anger at the poor clerk and feeling much calmer. I do plan on punishing Kroger for the next few weeks by withholding my trade.