I copied a somewhat humorous post a while back regarding Presidential Executive Orders. A Day In The Life Of A Talk Radio Blogger has taken the subject to the next level.
Reagan 5 in 8 years
Bush 3 in 4 years
Clinton 15 in 8 years
George W. Bush 62 in 8 years
923135 in 3 1/2 years!
EXECUTIVE ORDER 10990 allows the government to take over all modes of transportation and control of highways and seaports.
EXECUTIVE ORDER 10995 allows the government to seize and control the communication media.
EXECUTIVE ORDER 10997 allows the government to take over all electrical power, gas, petroleum, fuels and minerals.
EXECUTIVE ORDER 10998 allows the government to take over all food resources and farms.
EXECUTIVE ORDER 11000 allows the government to mobilize civilians into work brigades under government supervision.
EXECUTIVE ORDER 11001 allows the government to take over all health, education and welfare functions. +
During our lifetime, All Presidents have issued Executive Orders, for reasons that vary, some more than others.
When a President issued as many as 30 Ex. Orders during a term in Office people thought there was something amiss.
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT
923 135 EX. ORDERS IN ONE PART OF ONE TERM?????? YES, THERE IS A REASON.
IT IS THAT THE PRESIDENT IS DETERMINED TO TAKE CONTROL AWAY FROM THE HOUSE AND
I’m no longer laughing. – Guffaw
Please go to the link above to see the whole thing. Then, become ill (as if you need me to tell you that)!
CORRECTION/ADDENDUM – A COMMENTER LEAD ME TO THE NATIONAL ARCHIVE RECORD OF PRESIDENT BARAK OBAMA’S EO’s, AND THEIR RECORDS STATE 135??! My apologies for not checking the record earlier. Here’s the link: National Archives
(I AM still greatly concerned at the content of the 135, though – Guffaw)
When the election first appeared on my blog radar, I told you folks I would not be openly supporting any particular candidate. I’m still not. Openly.
We DO proceed here with the Australian Secret Ballot. Unlike the Aussies, however, we are not required to vote.
Tired of all the pre-election fall-de-rall? And especially of the offerings from the two major parties?
Mental Floss has listed for us 15 candidates running for President of the United States. The blog offering is written by Miss Cellania. Openly liberal, she does spin and flavor her text a bit. But, it’s still interesting which folks actually throw their respective hats in the ring. Tin foil or otherwise.
Three of the fifteen:
Rocky Anderson represents the Justice Party in the 2012 presidential election. A long-time Salt Lake City lawyer, he served two terms as mayor, from 2000 to 2008. Anderson renounced the Democratic Party in August of last year, and accepted the nomination of the new Justice Party in January of 2012. The party’s platform includes the end of war, universal health care, and international cooperation on dealing with climate change. Anderson will be on the ballot in 15 states. Photograph by Flickr user Jen Wakefield-Dillier.
Andre Barnett is the candidate for the Reform Party USA. Barnett served with the U.S. Army and was wounded in Sarajevo in 2000. Told he would not be able to engage in heavy physical activities again, he rehabilitated himself and became a fitness model. He then founded an information technology business. Barnett’s platform includes pulling the military out of foreign countries to concentrate on homeland security, implementing tariffs on imports, lowering the corporate tax rate, and regulating the cost of health care. Three states will have Barnett on the ballot.
Jerry White is the candidate for the Socialist Equality Party, a party that follows the philosophy of Leon Trotsky. His platform involves issues of jobs, workers’ rights, and quality of life issues like universal healthcare, guaranteed minimum income, an end to foreclosures, and universal pensions. He will be on the ballot in two states.
Now you must return to the link at the top to see your other choices. Hopefully you will find someone to you liking, other than Tweedledee and Tweedledum.
…you have a viable suspect. A ‘feline-of-interest‘.
I written previously regarding
my roommate’s our pets. I adopted them when I moved in. Fortunately, we all get along, in spite of some annoying habits. I am speaking of the quadrupeds.
The newest member of the menagerie is a black longhaired creature named Gracie. This is ironic, as I used to own a cat, a shorthaired calico with the same name. Rather, she owned me.
The popular meme is we are dog’s masters; cats have staff. With Gracie, it’s no different.
She has one of those automatic dry cat food feeders, an inverted bin which connects to a bowl. Gravity operation. Of course, she’s too
lazy stupid smart to use her paw to move the food into the bowl herself. She complains until one of us does it for her. Smart.
She’s generally not allowed into the bedrooms, so she waits outside for us to emerge. Sometimes whining if we get up later than she would like.
I’m usually up first, and she greets me on the upper landing, then accompanies my journey down the stairs, all the while crossing in front of my feet in an effort to get attention, and trip me! You must remember I’m disabled, and traversing the stairs usually requires both hands, and concentration. She doesn’t care.
If I make it down the stairs relatively unharmed, she continues trying to trip me as I walk around downstairs. All the while meowing and purring to lull me into the belief she likes me.
The catch is after I’ve survived these attempts, and my roommate arises, she only has a mild interest in trying to kill me. I wonder what THAT’S about?
So, If I’m Found DEAD At The Bottom Of The Stairs…
Sorry I missed it. This week’s Internet connectivity and other ‘issues’ kept me otherwise engaged. And not in a good way.
But, I’ve a pirate story, and cannot wait another year to share it. So, here it is…
Some years back, I was dating a lovely redhead (no, not Brigid) who, not unlike me has a twisted sense of humor. It’s one reason we got along – for 3 1/2 years, anyway…
ANYWAY, she visited the ophthalmologist for an eye examination. You remember, “Is this better…or this?” But unlike any eye exam I’d ever been to, the doc gave her a black eye patch with elastic to obscure each eye individually, rather than the ubiquitous plastic paddle.
She put it on and faced the chart, saying, “Oh! The Pirate Eye Test, huh?”, then loudly exclaimed while looking at the chart, “AY!” “ARR!”
The eye doc was almost in tears from laughter. He obviously couldn’t wait to share it with the next patient.
Hope you had a good Pirate Day and didn’t have to walk the plank.
Free North Carolina reports on the NYC Department of Education dispensing morning-after and other birth control drugs to students at 13 high schools.
From the New York Post article…
School nurse offices stocked with the contraceptives can dispense “Plan B” emergency contraception and other oral or injectable birth control to girls without telling their parents — unless parents opt out after getting a school informational letter about the new program.
CATCH — Connecting Adolescents To Comprehensive Health — is part of a citywide attack against the epidemic of teen pregnancy, which spurs many girls — most of them poor — to drop out of school.
Regardless my personal feelings regarding family planning, abortion, birth control and related matters (which are not germane here), my concern is the State taking this initiative in such a fashion.
I was a parent once. I wouldn’t want my daughter being given such serious medication without the purvue of our family physician and me and my wife’s approval. A school informational letter hardly would suffice. Not all poor teens are sexually active and irresponsible. Or incest victims. But the State assumes the worst, and takes the decision making away from the parents.
Yet another example of progressive policies attacking the family unit.
My friend Rev. Paul of Way Up North posted a remarkable post entitled Hatred, Intolerance and Obsession.
You should stop reading whatever it is you’re reading, including this blog, go to the link above, and read the post.
I’m not even posting snippets of it to ward you off and keep you here. Except this:
Old NFO reluctantly reminds us about yet ANOTHER segment of those who battled evil in WWII. Those who are passing before us.
The Naval Submariners.
Part of said post, below. Thank you for reminding us, good sir!
~The U.S. Submarine Veterans of World War II disbanded at the end of its convention Sept. 7 in Norfolk, Va. Local chapters now must decide whether to continue operating under another name or to dissolve as well.
A large group at one time, now the YOUNGEST member is 86, and the oldest is over 100, and they have less than 1000 members left…~
This made me wonder about a couple things: How much longer before ALL the WWII Veterans are gone? And
The War On Terror(ism) is so fragmented, so diverse, so compartmentalized. Will there even BE organizations to remind us of the brave actions of our warriors, both military and civilian, who kept us from further harm?
Or will subsequent regimes make such organizations illegal?
Not only do I have friends and family who have supported me – physically, emotionally and spiritually throughout my life (even when I was undeserving of such support) but since I began blogging in March 2011, I’ve a whole new crop of friends on the Internet who have done the same. Thank you.
And even persons whom I admire and respect have, on occasion, visited Guffaw in AZ. And made nice comments. As I said at the inception of the blog, I expected no one to read it. I still am pleased and surprised daily that someone would bother.
AND, I get email. Not an overwhelming amount, but some. Very few comments and emails from spammers (knock-on-wood).
But, some folks apparently don’t stop by the blog often enough to see what has been addressed. I certainly don’t wish to turn anyone off or offend anyone, but sending me stuff for possible inclusion in my blog – when I’ve already written about it multiple times – wastes both our times. Sorry.
It’s similar to the email that you know from the heading contains a joke, but the joke it turns out is from one, two, three, or 50 years ago. A joke my father told me.
One of my correspondents insisted she knew so much more from the ‘Net than I. Until I told her I was disabled and spent hours daily on the computer. Reviewing links for news, humor, and over 100 blogs. Daily. While she has cut back, she still sends me cartoons from last year. Sigh.
I am still very lucky that someone would bother to send me stuff. But, please look before you leap.
I’ve been enjoying much of the Summer, taking an early morning swim at the community pool most every other morning before I do the blog thing. This past week I’ve not felt up to it – chalked it up to increased pain, general malaise and the fact I possess chronic illnesses.
But, another element has been added. My roomie (who has her own health issues) has been feeling poorly, too, coupled with bouts of gut pain and more recently chills (!) Now she normally has some other issues which produce excessive warmth (she’s gonna kill me for writing this) so chills usually aren’t in the equation. Nor is gut pain.
Suddenly, it occurred to me: The Flu! I don’t generally get colds and flu, but she does, and this makes perfect sense, especially with both of us having ‘issues’ simultaneously. I even ran our total symptoms past a friend who is a nurse, and not only did she agree, but thinks she has a mild case, as well. She had chills last night!
So, guess we ride it out. I seem to be doing better, and Roomie’s symptoms are subsiding. Whew!
Perhaps this is what’s wrong with WordPress, lately?
Miss Cellania is a site I link to often, mostly for humor and trivial entertainment. But, sometimes she provides Items of other interest.
When you see the words “Made in USA” it just might stand for Ulhasnagar Sindhi Association, which is in Mumbai, India. Or maybe Usa, which is a town in Japan. Or it could just made in the United States, but just that tony little part. (via reddit)
I’m not a xenophobe, and I do believe in free trade, but this is the kind of thing which brings us substandard and even dangerous products, like poisonous baby and pet food. – Guffaw