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So, I’m walking in the door getting the mail, as is my custom. I walked back to the kitchen to perform the ritual sort over the trashcan. I can’t stand a pile of mail waiting to be sorted. I just do it as part of bringing in the mail, right from the start.

Trash, trash . . . look at, trash . . . look at, and so on. You know the drill.

One of the typical throw away credit card offers was just about to make its way to the trash, when the texture of the all too common fake-me-out credit card made me laugh. I just know we’re all faked out by the credit card inserts—right. Well, this one felt like a freezer magnet.

“No way,” I thought.
“There’s no way in this world they would make the credit card insert a freezer magnet!”

Sure enough, there it was–in all its stick-me-to-the-freezer glory–the make me want you all the more, flexible, magnetic credit card!

Say it isn’t so!

I chuckled to myself considering the board room discussion, where a bunch of marketers could have their heads so far up their hind ends that they need to listen for the ‘pop’ when they pull their heads out to a fresh breath of reality. You know, like the sound of a cork pulling from a bottle. Could someone possibly consider any reality in which the happy offer recipient makes the mad dash to the refrigerator to stick this wonderful reminder of the junk mail they just received to the front of the refrigerator door–there in its place of glory next to the last image colored by the kids?

Naturally, being the over-analytical type that I am, I presumed that the extra attention the lunacy of the thought had given this junk mail was the intent of the genius marketers. But then, I settled on the fact that the ridiculous light this would cast upon the presentation of their offer excluded that possibility. Nope, these folks actual had their heads so far up they expected excited prospects all over the country to slap their credit card look-a-likes onto the faces of refrigerators all over the country, just waiting for their best opportunity to call the number on the front, and grab the offer wholesale. “Why, they’ll sign up in droves!” must have been the thought.

So, now I’m sitting here thinking about what I may possibly have in my life that requires me to listen for the ‘pop’.

Why? Because these folks can’t be dumb. Yet, they’re so into where they are, day in and day out, that they missed the world and reality as far as they did. So, where, and in what way, am I doing the same?

I’ll bet we all do it. And, pathetically, the all too inherent quality of being out-there with something is the inability to realize it by one’s self.

Now, to the point, I–you may need to listen for the ‘POP’. But we can’t do it by ourselves. We need each other to point the way. It’s why our differences make us work together. Only the foolish allow the differences to set us apart. Regular people could have instantly told these genius marketers the error of their way.

So, listen for the ‘pop’. Do it every day. Live in such a way that its popping resonates for all of us as well as yourself.

So, I’m driving home from work listening to NPR on the radio, and there is a committee fighting it out over the difference in the punishment in the courts for distributing crack cocaine as opposed to powder cocaine.

I couldn’t believe my ears.

They were arguing that it was actually a racial thing!

Opponents wanted to reduce the punishment for crack cocaine because it carries a 100 to 1 longer sentence than powder cocaine. They claimed it was a racial imbalance against blacks and latinos.

First of all, what does that say about blacks and latinos? What a horrible way to argue a case, by pointing out any groups persistent abuses as a reason for it to be racial.

I say they raise the punishment for powder cocaine to be equal to that of crack.

You wouldn’t reduce the laws for speeding because all 18 year-olds speed more, would you?

Certainly not.

I can’t believe our congress could be so stupid . . . er, well . . . I guess I should have expected this kind of argument.

Regards.

One of my co-workers is the sort of person that just loves to push your buttons. The more he sees that something aggravates someone, the more he jabs at it.

Even in the face of this, he’s really a very likable person. And he usually gets away with pressing peoples buttons because he is a fun person.

He’s an extremely intelligent person as well. He has a lot of abilities not found in just everyone.

He has a very strong opinion about most things. Especially things pertaining to work and how things should be done correctly.

This can really dig under a person’s skin. But, there isn’t a lot one can say when a stubborn person is right about something. Particularly when they’re right almost 100% of the time. This make him a person with a respected opinion even with his harsh delivery.

All this said, I’ve come to the conclusion that a person is either stubborn or they are an idiot. While I would promote a friendlier declaration of an idea that helps people accept it, I still believe that you’re either stubborn or you are an idiot.

How so?

Mostly, even when the degrees between two choices aren’t that extreme, at the least one way of doing something would be a better choice over another. And in other choices, there is an absolutely right way and a wrong way that is more pronounced.

So, for this discussion, even considering the less extreme choices, we’ll say that there is a right way and a wrong way.

Now, if you are doing something, and someone tells you it is wrong, you should be stubborn or you are an idiot.

Here’s why.

If you are doing something that you don’t think is right, and you’re still doing it, then you are an idiot.

If you are doing something that you know is right, and someone tells you it’s wrong, you should be stubborn about it—because you know it’s right. So until you are proven wrong, if you aren’t stubborn, then you aren’t even worth talking to. You’re a whimsical weenie with no backbone. Get a life.

Now, after you are proven wrong, that flips you to the other side. Then, you would be doing something you know is wrong, and you would be and idiot.

So, trust me in this.

You’re either stubborn, or you’re an idiot.

Regards.

OK, so the house and congress are feverishly working on law to protect and secure our borders since 911.

“Wow, we have over 12,000,000 illegal immigrants in the United States,” they proclaim to the world. “This is totally out of control. We have to get rid of these illegal immigrants. This is a dangerous, terrorist hiding situation that can’t continue.”

So, now they’re fighting over how to get rid of the problem.

But, many illegal aliens have been working here for years. They have lives. They have families that are all legal–many with families of there own. Many are as much a part of the United States as any citizen.

It doesn’t matter. We’ll deport them all.

What a JOKE!! Has anyone stopped to consider how many illegal immigrants twelve million people is, exactly?

That’s around half the population of the world’s most populated city. There are only around 23 million people in Mexico City, the most populated city in the world. We’re going to deport half the number of people as are in the largest populated city in the world? That’s absolutely ridiculous to even contemplate!

No one in their right mind would even consider such a possibility. Oh, I forgot. We’re talking about the United States Congress.

Let’s see, we are so easily finding all the illegal immigrants now at any time we want. Let’s just pass a law and get rid of them. Can anyone grab a congressman and shake him a bit for me? We can’t find the illegal immigrants now, you morons. They’re already illegal. Note the term illegal immigrants you continue to use. We are so successful at law enforcement. Gee, there are only 12 million of them here. Let’s just control this with another law.

You know, I can’t hardly stomach the political mum-bo jumbo any more. Why don’t you guys get real. Law won’t change this problem.

Wait. Wait. I’m going to be a prophet. Here it is: “This will never happen. Get a grip.”

We better start on plan ‘B’ now. I can tell you already, that plan ‘A’ sucks.

Illegal Imigrants

• Help them get legal.
• Get rid of all illegal aliens.
• We need someone to dig ditches.
• Just drop this whole stupid thing.
• I am an illegal alien.


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Regards.