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November 4, 2014

Tuesday Titters: we interrupt this normal broadcast for polictical activism and a dissertation on responsibility. It’s Election Day, that’s a joke in itself…

by Janie Jones

PSA:  Janie doesn’t like to engage in the political, but there are some duties we have to do whether we like them or not.  It’s election day today, and I feel it my responsibility to say just a few things.

Americans everywhere with an eye to the future have the opportunity to vote today.  There is much to be discontent about, and it seems more and more Americans are waking up from their oblivious contentment and realizing the Administration is not making life better.  A growing segment of the population is actually seeing clearly that if something doesn’t drastically change soon, American life will be less and less about freedom and more and more about government dishonesty and oppression.  Today is a chance to make some changes.  In order for that to happen, the votes must be counted honestly, and people need to start taking responsibility.

The Big R.  Responsibility.  We don’t have enough of that flowing through our nation these days.  There is a cold, dark side to responsibility.  It’s not always pretty, but it’s the true measure of a person’s or an entity’s worth.

Wake up fellow Americans.  Only you can be responsible for you.  When you give your government responsibility for yourself, whether you think you’re doing it for the greater good, for convenience, or for practicality, ultimately all you are doing is giving up your FREEDOM and that of your children, your grandchildren and your community.

Get responsible.  Go vote today and vote for less government, truly free markets, and less taxation.  Vote for candidates that vow to get rid of Obamacare and get rid of political support of big business and agriculture.  Our government has no business telling us how to educate our children, what to eat, how to provide our health care, how to drive, whether we can have marijuana or prostitutes, whether we can have abortions, whether we can defend ourselves or hunt, and it should never, ever, take away our right to think and provide for ourselves, much less express our discontent.  Be wary of programs that can hinder these rights.  Be wary of politicians who promise you higher minimum wage, debt forgiveness, redistribution of wealth and more government oversight.  Be wary of programs and politicians that offer to support and protect you so that you don’t have to do it yourself and who suggest they know better what’s best for you.

Redefine responsible.  Being responsible isn’t driving a Prius, buying carbon credits and getting your kids to soccer on time.  It’s not blindly following the rules and believing everything you’re told because someone else must know better and you’re just too damned busy and that’s why we have governments anyway.  Being responsible isn’t accepting a system that encourages militant police to harass citizens with impunity.  It’s not siding with your favorite actor du jour and moms against guns who work tirelessly to take away your right to bear arms.  It’s not blanket amnesty for illegals.  It’s not political leaders who use Washington as a country club or an Administration that spends more and more money on programs that only take away your rights.

Responsibility is, however, not ignoring the obvious when it’s inconvenient and messy.  Responsibility is not kow-towing to the popular party line.  Responsibility is standing up, drawing a line in the sand and saying, “I didn’t make this mess, but I’m going to clean it up and you’re going to help or you can get the Hell out of the way.”

Be responsible.  It’s not easy bearing the weight of moral and ethical decisions.  It’s not easy to take responsibility for unpopular beliefs or actions.  But if you don’t take that responsibility, someone else will, and if you give that responsibility to a politician, they might not exercise that responsibility in the manner truly favorable to you and the masses.  Chances are good they will make choices which will make them and their ilk more powerful and untouchable.

History has shown time and time again that it is bad juju to blindly follow your political machine.  This country was founded in a unique way.  We were born from people who were tired of being told how to live their life and being beholden to religious and political tyrants.  These forefathers gave up comforts and family and took responsibility.  They drew that line in the sand and they created something truly amazing:  a country founded on the premise that all people have inalienable rights, chiefly centered around personal freedoms.  But in order to hold freedom within your grasp you must carry responsibility before you.

So take responsibility.  Read, think and act for yourself.  Get mad when others try to do it for you.  Demand accountability from yourself and those you elect.  Vote responsibly.  Vote so that you can hold on to your responsibility, and demand that the people you vote for are held responsible.  Go to the polls today, fellow Americans, and vote for candidates who support your freedom to be responsible for yourself, to maintain your full rights and freedoms secured 200+ years ago by our forefathers.  Go with hope that voting is still enough to protect your rights from seizure by a corrupt government and that the system isn’t so broken that the votes of the real people, not phantom voters, will still actually count for something.

And if it doesn’t, be prepared to shoulder a new responsibility.

 

June 24, 2013

Good grief, was I giving away something for free and no one told me?!?

by Janie Jones

I have a rather humble blog in terms of followers.

I like having followers, and those I have I consider more like modern pen-pals, like friends.  But, I only have a handful, and I’m okay with that.

Still, it is kind of flattering and exciting to see my hit counter make a big jump.  Who has been reading me?  Have I got any new fans?  Did any new people find my mixture of snark, bitching and whining and general weirdness interesting enough to come back?

Mostly the answer is no.  And the huge jumps are probably spambots or something.  But, one does have to wonder why last Thursday, June 20th I got 47 hits.  Which is about 37 more than my average.  Considering I’m able to really only boast a regular readership of 6-8 blog friends, and even my spam queue can go weeks without anything in it, that’s a pretty huge jump.

Maybe I was being snooped.  Maybe the NSA is on to me.  Maybe a brooding, sunflower munching, Mulder-esque G-Man is cruising my blog in search of possible anti-establishment sentiments, dissent, corruption, zombie preparedness and bad grammar.  Once upon a time that might have seemed paranoid.  Nowadays, no so much.

June 19, 2013

A peek into the future, and for this city girl the view is pretty comical

by Janie Jones

So, Leif, hoping the deal on this new house goes through, is already day dreaming of having his own farm.

He wants to keep goats.  I think they’re icky, but he really likes them apparently.  He thinks they’re neat pet animals, but he’s also interested in them for their food value; as in goat’s milk, goat cheese, and of course, meat.

Just a few minutes ago he comes into my room where I’m working away at my computer and the following conversation ensues:

Leif:  So I know this seems out of the blue, but I was reading about roasting goats-

Janie busts out laughing.

Leif:  But that’s not the funny part.

Janie keeps on laughing.

Leif:  The funny part is that it made me think of you.

Janie stops laughing.

Leif hurries along:  Which made me think of tzatziki sauce and how yours is always runny.  Which lead me to reading about how to make it not runny.  You take a coffee filter and put it in a colander and then put the sauce in the colander and the excess water will drain out.

Janie:  Well, I think it’s funnier that you were reading about roasting goats in the first place.  That’s not a topic of conversation offered up between most Americans.  Now I know what my future holds if you get this farm:  a lot of atypical conversations.

Leif:  It gets weirder when you call the house to ask what’s for dinner and I tell you I’m throwing a couple of kids on the grill.

Let’s just hope that’s one conversation the NSA doesn’t take out of context….

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November 7, 2012

Apparently there will be no change, and no hope either

by Janie Jones

So it would seem life in America will remain an Obamination.

I seriously doubt I have anything elegant, witty, or snarky to say today.  I’m just rambling, feeling lost, and am not even sure this post can qualify as a rant.  The gray, bleak November Great White North landscape is a perfect illustration of my inner sensations.  I am vaguely aware of being disappointed at not being able to say I was wrong in predicting this particular outcome, but I really, really wanted to wake up pleasantly surprised to be wrong and have a better outcome than I had faith in.  That said, mostly I just feel like the end of a worn out, tired fall.  The end of the golden days is upon us and a long hard winter is coming.  Buckle down and prepare for the worst.  What is left to do or say?

Okay, I confess, I do have something else to say:  I voted.  I didn’t have much confidence it would do any real good, but it was my duty to do so and at least give a show of faith in what is left of the democratic process.  So I did.  But the cold, dark side of democracy that no one talks about is the side that doesn’t win.  It doesn’t talk about how miserable it feels knowing you are mostly likely going to lose, and then actually losing and knowing in the pit of your gut that the “winning side” is against everything you believe in, yet you have to lump it and accept it.  Losing is a part of the deal, but it seems the older I get the more losing is happening and there is absolutely nothing good coming of the “winning side” to make any kind of consolation possible.  Compounding the frustration is the complete feeling of helplessness to do anything to improve the situation but cast a useless vote.

What do I, simple Janie Jones, know about government and politics?  Nothing.  I just have a feeling.  Apparently, however, just enough more Americans think my POV is crap (or at least enough are willing to be dishonest about the election process), than agree or we wouldn’t be in this situation.  It would seem to be a distasteful truth then, that according to the way our democratic republic is run, if you lose, then your beliefs about what should happen in your country suddenly don’t matter and you are ignored at best and demonized at worst.

So, what am I left with?  Well, if nothing else I can always say that by casting my vote and not seeing the results I wished for, I at the very least earned the right to complain about the crappy hand we’ve been dealt.  But I won’t complain.  At least not today.  At least not much.  And, besides, I’m sure there’s zillions of other prolific political bloggers more eloquent in their soliloquies than I could ever be, so why add more hot air when I could be stocking up on toilet paper and food to get me through what promises to be a long, dark winter.

November 5, 2012

I really don’t know what to say

by Janie Jones

Tomorrow I will go to the polls and I will do what I have always thought was a patriotic duty and a privilege.  Unfortunately, I can’t say I am happy about my choices, and I don’t know how I can endorse either popular candidate.

I had started out with a much longer rant, but really, those of us who despair of tomorrow have probably all thought it, said it, read it and heard it before.  What new insight can a simple Janie Jones bring?

So, I guess that’s all I have to say about that.

July 10, 2012

Tuesday Titters: Week 28; taking Homeland Security a bit too far

by Janie Jones

I can’t take credit for this gem.  It came to me by way of one of those joke chain mail letters, but I thought it was good enough to continue to share.

The other day I went to the grocery store and when I took out my debit card in the check out line, to my shock, the clerk turned and said to me, “Face forward, strip down please.”

I was in a hurry, and the line was long behind me, and so not wanting to cause a scene I complied; but I made a mental note to complain to my congresspersons about this ridiculous new level of security checks.  However, as I dropped my trousers, the clerk screamed. How was I supposed to know she was talking about the strip on my debit card.

Ba-dum, dum.

July 4, 2012

Happy Birthday to U.S.

by Janie Jones

On July 4, 1776 these words were written:

When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation. ….

And with these words the birth of a new nation, a great nation, was begun.

Today, on the United States of America’s birthday, I am proud to be a citizen of this great nation.  And yet, I can’t help but feel a little sad that the great ideas and strong convictions that led to the birth of our Nation have been marginalized by the government of today.  The men who stood tall and signed our Declaration of Independence are likely rolling over in their grave, ashamed and horrified with what the American people have allowed to happen to our country.

I beg of you, fellow Americans, read your Declaration of Independence, a document as pertinent 236 years ago among 13 colonies as it is today among 50 states.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. That to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed. That whenever any form of government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shown that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such government, and to provide new guards for their future security. –Such has been the patient sufferance of these colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former systems of government. ….

In 2012 we do not fight our friends in England, we fight ourselves and the mess we have allowed our Government to make of our freedoms, our economy and our way of life.

My wish as the candles are blown out today on America’s birthday cake is that come November our votes are respected, our wishes as a people are honored and our government, which is supposed to be a body of public servants, remembers that it is their duty to serve, not to dictate.  We are fortunate enough to be citizens of a Great Nation.  It is our duty and our right to keep it that way, and it is imperative that we vote Tuesday, November 6, 2012 to be heard and to save our Country.

Bless you America, and a very happy birthday to you.  Let us hope we celebrate many more birthdays as free people.

Quotes from the Declaration of Independence are borrowed from Archiving Early America.  You can find the full body of the Declaration of Independence at Archiving Early America’s site or here, under Liberty Jane.

Also, please read your Constitution and the Bill of Rights, you can find a copy here, under Liberty Jane.