Humans are Fallible

fal·li·ble

(făl′ə-bəl)

adj.

1. Capable of making an error: Humans are only fallible.

2. Tending or likely to be erroneous: fallible hypotheses.

Anyone remember Dan Quayle?  Vice President under George H.W. Bush. I remember him.  I was a Republican then.  I was also Military and prohibited from making political comments in those days.

Do you remember his famous Potato(e) incident?  He “misspelled potato”.  How about his famous remarks about “A Mind is a terrible thing….”? I remember them. I was there for the latter, as in physically present.  And laughed.

His quote was to the NAACP, and he was trying to quote their famous saying, “A mind, is a terrible thing to waste.”

What came out was wrong, comical and made him a “laughing stock” on the side of the Left Leaning Democrats.

“A mind is a terrible thing… to lose…”

The audience laughed.  It was Detroit, circa 1988 or so.  I don’t remember precisely now, but I do have a memory of that moment, and I came away thinking “Where are the speech writers in this?  Did someone CHECK this speech?”

I don’t know.

Obama…. campaigned in “57 states”…. https://youtu.be/EpGH02DtIws 

He actually said he’d been to 57 states, with “one more to go” and Alaska and Hawaii he “wasn’t allowed to go to”.  That’s actually 60 states.  Obama thought there were 60….

A few days ago, after the Superbowl, Trump misstated the Chiefs home state as being Kansas, instead of Missouri.  Me, not being a football fan, never thing KC, MO.  I think of KC, KS.  Weird how that works.  And if anyone knows his geography, it’s me.  But, for the Left it wasn’t a “mistake”, it was an indication of how bloody stupid Trump is.

We’re all human.  We all make mistakes.  We all get forgetful from time to time.

And we can all be so rude, and cruel to others.

The Left believes they have a lock on intelligence and intellect.  They don’t.  Some of us on the Right have been going to college for years and years and years.  And many of us do NOT concentrate on a specific “discipline” but rather, go to learn.  I went to learn as many of the sciences as possible.  Funny how that works too.  You know a lot about a lot, but you’re not “degreed” in this or that, so you’re considered “stupid” by the left.

The Left is so upset with “bullies”, they have campaigns against them.  And they ALWAYS FAIL to realize when they are being bullies themselves.

We didn’t hire Trump to be a “nice guy who gets along to go along”.  We hired Trump to make America Great Again.  He is doing it too.

Pelosi stated she tore that speech up last night because she “couldn’t find one page with truth on it”.

Pelosi is a petulant, hateful Socialist.

She tore up dreams last night, in front of the people who were guests.  She tore up stories about black Americans who’d “made it”, about Rush Limbaugh receiving the Medal of Freedom (something Obama made a mockery of).  She tore up the story of General McGee, a 100 yr old WWII Survivor and Vet, who was a Tuskegee Airman.  She tore up a personally delivered, signed, Presidential Speech, which, in some circles is worth real money.

She tore up her reputation in front of God and America.  She is an Elitist Socialist. Nothing more.  She wants all of you to be subservient to her and HER government.  There’s no way in hell or on this Earth she will ever be President now.  Ever.

America has awakened to the Socialist threat and doesn’t want it any more.

Trump has moved us away from the entrenched Socialists in the House and Senate and I advise strongly, that the rest of you losers who hate him so much, crawl back into your little dark caves, with the rest of the sheep who believe “Socialism can work” and stop it.

We’re on to your ignorance, we’re on to your bullying, your name calling, your hatefulness, and your absolute hate for America.

America stands.  Communism has mostly fallen, and Socialism is a stepping stone to Communism.

We won’t comply.  We won’t go down without a fight.  We won’t give up our guns.  We do not want a “Utopian World”.

We want America to remain strong, remain powerful, and remain unbeatable.

If not, you Socialists and your kind fall with the rest of us.

Remember, were it not for people like General McGee and Rush Limbaugh most of you “Socialists” wouldn’t be speaking like you are now.

The Four Boxes

The Four Boxes…

I was in my neighborhood restaurant this morning and was seated behind a group of jubilant individuals celebrating the coming implementation of the health care bill. I could not finish my breakfast. This is what ensued: They were a diverse group of several races and both sexes. I heard a young man exclaim, “Isn’t Obama like Jesus Christ? I mean, after all, he is healing the sick.”

A young woman enthusiastically proclaimed, “Yeah, and he does it for free. I cannot believe anyone would think that a free market wouldn’t work for health care.”

Another said, “The stupid Republicans want us all to starve to death so they can inherit all of the power.

Obama should be made a Saint for what he did for those of us less fortunate.”

At this, I had more than enough. I arose from my seat, mustering all the restraint I could find, and approached their table. “Please excuse me; may I impose upon you for one moment?”

They smiled and welcomed me to the conversation. I stood at the end of their table, smiled as best I could and began an experiment.

“I would like to give one of you my house. It will cost you no money and I will pay all of the expenses and taxes for as long as you live there. Anyone interested?”

They looked at each other in astonishment. “Why would you do something like that?” asked a young man, “There isn’t anything for free in this world.” They began to laugh at me, as they did not realize this man had just made my point.

“I am serious, I will give you my house for free, no money whatsoever. Anyone interested?”

In unison, a resounding “Yeah” fills the room.

“Since there are too many of you, I will have to make a choice as to who receives this money-free bargain.”

I noticed an elderly couple was paying attention to the spectacle unfolding before their eyes, the old man shaking his head in apparent disgust.

“I tell you what; I will give it to the one of you most willing to obey my rules.”

Again, they looked at one another, an expression of bewilderment on their faces.

The perky young woman asked, “What are the rules?”

I smiled and said, “I don’t know. I have not yet defined them. However, it is a free home that I offer you.”

They giggled amongst themselves, the youngest of which said, “What an old coot. He must be crazy to give away his home. Go take your meds, old man.”

I smiled and leaned into the table a bit further. “I am serious, this is a legitimate offer.”

They gaped at me for a moment.

“I’ll take it you old fool. Where are the keys?” boasted the youngest among them.

“Then I presume you accept ALL of my terms then?” I asked.

The elderly couple seemed amused and entertained as they watched from the privacy of their table. “Oh yeah! Where do I sign up?”

I took a napkin and wrote, “I give this man my home, without the burden of financial obligation, so long as he accepts and abides by the terms that I shall set forth upon consummation of this transaction.”

I signed it and handed it to the young man who eagerly scratched out his signature.

“Where are the keys to my new house?” he asked in a mocking tone of voice.

All eyes were upon us as I stepped back from the table, pulling the keys from pocket and dangling them before the excited new homeowner.

“Now that we have entered into this binding contract, witnessed by all of your friends, I have decided upon the conditions you are obligated to adhere to from this point forward. You may only live in the house for one hour a day. You will not use anything inside of the home. You will obey me without question or resistance. I expect complete loyalty and admiration for this gift I bestow upon you. You will accept my commands and wishes with enthusiasm, no matter the nature. Your morals and principles shall be as mine. You will vote as I do, think as I do and do it with blind faith. These are my terms. Here are your keys.” I reached the keys forward and the young man looked at me dumbfounded.

“Are you out of your mind? Who would ever agree to those ridiculous terms?” the young man appeared irritated.

“You did when you signed this contract before reading it, understanding it and with the full knowledge that I would provide my conditions only after you committed to the agreement.”

The elderly man chuckled as his wife tried to restrain him. I was looking at a now silenced and bewildered group of people.

“You can shove that stupid deal up your a** old man. I want no part of it!” exclaimed the now infuriated young man.

‘You have committed to the contract, as witnessed by all of your friends. You cannot get out of the deal unless I agree to it. I do not intend to let you free now that I have you ensnared. I am the power you agreed to. I am the one you blindly and without thought chose to enslave yourself to. In short, I am your Master.”

At this, the table of celebrating individuals became a unified group against the unfairness of the deal.

After a few moments of unrepeatable comments and slurs, I revealed my true intent.

“What I did to you is what this administration and congress did to you with the health care legislation. I easily suckered you in and then revealed the real cost of the bargain. Your folly was in the belief that you can have something you did not earn, and for that which you did not earn, you willingly allowed someone else to think for you. Your failure to research, study and inform yourself permitted reason to escape you. You have entered into a trap from which you cannot flee. Your only chance of freedom is if your new Master gives it to you. A freedom that is given can also be taken away. Therefore, it is not freedom at all.”

With that, I tore up the napkin and placed it before the astonished young man. “This is the nature of your new health care legislation.”

I turned away to leave these few in thought and contemplation — and was surprised by applause.

The elderly gentleman, who was clearly entertained, shook my hand enthusiastically and said, “Thank you, Sir. These kids don’t understand Liberty .”

He refused to allow me to pay my bill as he said, “You earned this one. It is an honor to pick up the tab.”

I shook his hand in thanks, leaving the restaurant somewhat humbled and sensing a glimmer of hope for my beloved country.

Summary: Remember… Four boxes keep us free: the soap box, the ballot box, the jury box, and the cartridge box.

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