pot/kettle/black.....Moore is FAR from idiocy!!

Definition of IDIOT: A person of the lowest order in a former classification of mental retardation, having a mental age of less than three years old and an intelligence quotient under 25

nope, Michael Moore certainly does not quality for your terminology of *idiot* - that probably would be you.

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Unfairenheit 9/11The lies of Michael Moore.

Moore: Trying to have it three ways
One of the many problems with the American left, and indeed of the American left, has been its image and self-image as something rather too solemn, mirthless, herbivorous, dull, monochrome, righteous, and boring. How many times, in my old days at The Nation magazine, did I hear wistful and semienvious ruminations? Where was the radical Firing Line show? Who will be our Rush Limbaugh? I used privately to hope that the emphasis, if the comrades ever got around to it, would be on the first of those and not the second. But the meetings themselves were so mind-numbing and lugubrious that I thought the danger of success on either front was infinitely slight.

Nonetheless, it seems that an answer to this long-felt need is finally beginning to emerge. I exempt AL Franken's unintentionally funny Air America network, to which I gave a couple of interviews in its early days. There, one could hear the reassuring noise of collapsing scenery and tripped-over wires and be reminded once again that correct politics and smooth media presentation are not even distant cousins. With Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 9/11, however, an entirely new note has been struck. Here we glimpse a possible fusion between the turgid routines of MoveOn.org and the filmic standards, if not exactly the filmic skills, of Sergei Eisenstein or Leni Riefenstahl.

To describe this film as dishonest and demagogic would almost be to promote those terms to the level of respectability. To describe this film as a piece of crap would be to run the risk of a discourse that would never again rise above the excremental. To describe it as an exercise in facile crowd-pleasing would be too obvious. Fahrenheit 9/11 is a sinister exercise in moral frivolity, crudely disguised as an exercise in seriousness. It is also a spectacle of abject political cowardice masking itself as a demonstration of "dissenting" bravery.

When Sicko came out in Cannes France over a month ago, it was FOX NEWS (who really dislike Moore since Fahrenheit 911 movie) who FIRST commended Moore's SICKO film........FOX NEWS!!!!!!

I have NO desire to see this movie, and I believe that it is just perpetuating and promoting what is going on in this county -- I recently suffered a broken leg and went to THE "county hospital, i.e., Jackson Memorial, in Miami/Dade County -- the ONLY reason that I even went there was because of the fact that my significant other did not understand that with my insurance through CHAMPUS that I could be seen at any or all hospitals in the Miami area -- as a side note, the ONLY time that I have been "turned down" is at a Kaiser facility as far as being seen as a CHAMPUS patient.

CHAMPUS is the major insurance carrier that serves our military and their familes once the service member is honorably discharged, retires from active duty or dies in active combat or retired.

What I endured at Jackson was little short of HORRENDOUS and I believe that if any of us were to be seen at a major medical facility, we would soon find this out.

Jackson Memorial is 1500 beds -- I was initially seen in their "Extreme Care" section -- I got there at 11:30 a.m. and was finally out of there at 11:30 p.m. In the meantime, I walked down to their radiology department because the ignoramous P.A. did not put me in a wheelchair or crutches after I told him that the ankle area had been bruised for a week even after I wrapped it, Epsom salts, ice packs etc -- guess their attitude was "oh well" -- sure enough, it was a fracture -- they lost my records and with my second appointment it was from approximately 9:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m. to be seen in their "Trauma Clinic" -- no docs, just residents,but tell you what, if you are of Hispanic descent, or poor -- BOY do you get preferential treatment -- needless to say, I am still in pain, with swelling, can't wear a shoe after the cast being off a week, and cannot get results -- I called the ER a bit ago and told them that I was going to be seen at a real hospital and that they could take their treatment and stick it

Bottom line is that patient care has TRULY gone down the toilet, whether it be a nurse, doctor or ANY kind of healthcare professional.

I never go out on Black Friday. Of course, this year I had a little help staying home....a terrible cold, which also made Thanksgiving less enjoyable. Feeling a little better, but still in bed.

I know people who live for this day. Sorry, I don't care how good the sale is, it ain't worth it.

I don't bother with it. I'm at the point in my life now where if I want it or need to get it as a present, I'm not real concerned with how much it is. I would rather sleep in, take a leisurely drive to the store (or shop on line), buy it and if it's on sale great; if not, oh well, makes no difference to me. My last Black Friday purchases were Cabbage Patch dolls (the FIRST incarnation of them many years ago) for my daughters. That was enough for me.

or plain Bailey's Irish Cream and a plate of chocolate chip cookies. So much for New Year's Resolution to lose weight!

I'm not sure if I'm missing something here or what, please tell me what your thoughts are - believe me I'm ready for anything anyone can tell me.

Situation - dad is out of work. He's 72 years old. He's going through the employement agency, applying to at least 3 places a week, if not more. He can't retire and live off social security and military retirement because they don't pay enough. He has been living with his girlfriend (which I consider wife) for over 25 years. They live in a moderate size house, but it's a little strange arrangment. He has 2 bedrooms and a bathroom upstairs, she has bedroom/bathroom downstairs but everything else they share. My mom told me years ago that she believes he proposed to her and gave her an engagement ring but she couldn't be sure (mom and dad stayed friends after they divorced - as long as they weren't together for more than an hour :-o) Anyway...unemployment office set him up with a free email so he could apply to places and give an email address (it was through something called ymail). Dad said he was going to go through 2 days of computer training per the employment agency, that way he would at least know how to turn on a computer. He's got a good sense of humor, is in just a bit of a rut but he keeps applying and hoping he'll get something, but he did tell me he has to be realistic and what place is going to hire a 72 year old man. He's had a long history of injuries, had his ankle pinned years ago and every once in awhile will need to use a cane, but for the most part he gets around very very well.

Now...here's the deal (oh yes, I forgot to say he lives on the other side of the country from me). Anyway...yesterday my sister calls and said dad was there (at her house) and asked if he could check his email but she didn't know how to get on. I tried to see if I could help but we could not pull up anything and I was on my way out the door. So I called back and this is what she told me (which is why I'm wondering if I over react or not react enough or what, or is my sister just a cruel-hearted you know what). I told her I was sorry I couldn't help more but I had to be somewhere before they closed. She said it was okay because it was taking forever and he couldn't wait around. Then she said "you know dad is going to have a hard time finding something because he is so particular". I asked what she meant and she said he's being too picky. I again tried to figure out what she meant. She said there are jobs he could do but he won't. She said that he told the agency that he needs a job where he can get home at night because he has some animinals he has to take care of (in other words he can't be gone for days like driving truck). He also said he couldn't do a job where he would have to be running up and down stairs and running from building to building because of his ankle and being 72 years old. He said most everything esle he would do. Except that he doesn't want a job where he has to drive so far that whatever he makes would just be paid in gas to get there (which there were a couple jobs like that). He called me and said if he wanted to truck drive he could get a job, but the places want him to relocate across country (and not near us), so he told them no. Well my sister got upset and was telling me that he could relocate cos he has no ties there (which I was surprised to hear because she is close to him and I would think she wouldn't want him to move). I told her what does she mean no ties. I said he's been with his girl (thank goodness I didn't call her a wife) for over 20 years, he has a house (even though his name is not on the ownership papers he takes care of it, repairs, etc), and he has about 7 cats. I told her he's 75 years old (to which she about bit my head off and said he's 72). Then she proceeded to tell me he has no ties to his girlfriend. She said he lives in 2 bedrooms upstairs, and the house is hers and she need to learn to live on her own. So from that I took it she doesn't think highly of his girlfriend, which I happen to think she's a very nice lady. I remember a few years ago after my mom died my dad told us what his wishes are (he has papers, a plot and all that stuff so if anything happens its all taken care of), but at one point something happened to him and my sister (who happens to have joined a mormon church) told me that if he died his girlfriend should have no say in what happens (service wise). I knew what she was getting to because the same thing happened when my mom died. Mom had cancer and I talked to her often in the hospital. She asked me if I had strong feelings about what kind of funeral service she had. I asked mom what kind did she want to have. She said she was a strong episocopal, but my sister really wanted to have her church do something. I told her don't worry about me just do what you want to do. She said she didn't want to hurt my sisters feelings. Anyway...she didn't have a mormon service, but a guy from my sisters church came and spoke at the funeral parlor about my mom (even though he didn't know her - kind of was uncomfortable listening to him, but at that point I didn't care and my sister was really happy). However, afterwards one night my sister asked if I was upset about him talking and I said no of course not (which I wasn't). She said she was glad because she had talked to mom before she died and mom was so curious about being a mormon and said she had wished she had time to become a mormon before she died (which I knew was a lie because I had been talking to my mom all along). I just said that was weird because whenever mom talked to me she said how strong she was in the protestant faith. Anyway...sorry for the side step, but I think what my sis was getting at was that when my dad dies my sis wants to run the funeral and have a full blown mormon service (which I know for a fact my dad doesn't want - he's catholic, but just doesn't go to church, but does cite the rosary and knows more about that faith and that is what he believes (he comes from a long line of catholics). Anyway...sorry for that detraction too, but I was just shocked to hear my sister say she think my dad who is 72 years old should box all his belongings up and move across country and try to start a whole new life in an area he doesn't know.

So, are things black and white or does my sister just not have any sense. My aunt (mom's sis) told me one time that my sister doesn't have one shred of compassion for anyone. My aunts dog died and my aunt cried for days and days and days and my sister never called her to see how she was doing. Also sis's MIL was very sick and sis treated her horribly. Sis sees things in black and white and she will say things that I think to myself how can she say that, that is not how we were raised. Yet she always has compassion for those in her church, just not family.

Okay, sorry to drone on. Just felt frustrated. What do you think Believe me you can say anything you want, you will not hurt my feelings.

and living in the right spot, I guess. lol We live right on a creek in the Ozarks.

There were a whole bunch more, I just couldn't fit them all in the picture. I have another big bird feeder over the bridge that you can kinda see on the left.

My mom loved cardinals. She collected all kinds of cardinal items. We even had a cardinal engraved on her tombstone.

Tell me your plans for Black Friday. I subscribe to a website that posts the Black Friday ads earlier than they are actually sent out. It helps me map out my day. I get up at 3:00 a.m. and wear my Black Friday shirt -- I have a couple and just ordered 2 more. One reads: "If you're not in line by 4 a.m. on Black Friday, you're just an amateur." Another reads: "It's a Black Friday thing, you wouldn't understand."

I ordered 2 new ones. One reads: "It's Black Friday, better have your big girl underwear on" and the other one: "I train year-round for Black Friday; you don't stand a chance."

After shopping all day, my BFF and I head to the Roadhouse for dinner and drinks and then we hit the hot tub.

In case you didn't figure it out, Black Friday is my favorite holiday of the year. The closer it gets, the more psyched I get.

having to give him away, but I was moving and couldn't take him with me. I had put an ad in the paper and one day got a strange call asking about the dog. She sounded desperate, saying "thank God", and could I bring the dog to her. I started asking her questions about where she lived and she said she didn't have the money for gas to come and get the dog. So, I said that if she couldn't afford gas then she couldn't afford to feed the dog. She said that she just didn't have cash and bantered on about how her debit card was warped, etc., then almost in exasperation asked if the dog was pure black. That was the last straw. I told her I didn't think this dog was for her and said God bless you and she literally screetched into the phone and hung up. It was very, Very, VERY weird.

Our local humane society and pound do not adopt out animals the day before and the day of Halloween. Some people are just plain sick.