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BHO Gets Hurt at Healthcare Summit 2010

Today the President hosted a Healthcare Summit at Blair House. The lame stream media will, of course, report that the Republicans were obstructionist by not comprising. It must be noted that a liberal's idea of compromise is to completely capitulate to their point of view. The president proposed a re-hashed version of the failed senate bill earlier this week on Monday. That was pretty much a non-starter. If that had been such a great idea in the first place then a Republican shouldn't have been able to trounce a Democrat in the bastion of Liberalism, Massachusetts. Barak H. Obama keeps trying to cast the Republicans in the light of the party saying , "No." But that is exactly what Americans want them to do. As Ann Coulter wrote in her column this week, the American people want the Republicans to use a 2"x4" to say it if they must. The Republicans showed they had ideas, and BHO sounded flustered and he was condescending. Oops. The trap backfired. Bipartis

The Problem With Facebook

I resisted and I ignored. My brother and I talked about why we wouldn't ever do it. I caved in. Sorry bro! Just because everyone else is doing it, is not a good enough reason. It was more a curiousity thing. Our pastor did a sermon series called Facebook last October 18, 2009 through November 22, 2009. Can't exactly remember the spiritual lesson about how Facebook ties in to biblical teaching. The thing I do remember was when Pastor Gary commented on how many friends that our worship leader Joey had - 1264! Tongue in cheek, he says I'm sure they're all close friends of yours. That made me wonder how that happens. I'm about 1-1/2 weeks into facebook, and I now know what happens. It's the friend of friend syndrome. I had few friends in H.S. Not a sad thing. I was a late bloomer. I was a skinny little runt all the way up until 10th grade. My particular H.S. was the epitome of clique central. My lateness in gathering coolness left me out of the in cliques. It was a

The Pariah

I think we take our own upbringing for granted. I never realized that until I had children. My kids truly look up to me. No. I mean it. Their mother, my beautiful wife, tells them that their daddy is really smart, so listen up she tells them. Wow. And they listen to me. As I drive my son to his karate lessons, we'll be listening to Hugh Hewitt or Mark Levin, and then my son will ask me a question about Obamacare. But his question to me is just off target. He's only 9 yrs old for Pete's sake. Today he asked if we all have obamacare currently. I say no, we're all just talking about it for now. And this is the thing. When I was his age I listened to my mother's everyword. I didn't know any difference between the political parties. I remember though, that my mom was really sad and upset that Jimmy Carter lost to President Ronald Reagan. And so I was sad with her. I was a good little soldier for my mommy. I came of age in the 80's, and that says