Little Fat B@#$%&*"S

Now not to come off as an old stodgy type who longs for the days of yore, but as I look about me today I have to say, the kids of this new generation are way too fat. I refuse to say large, weight challenged, big boned, or any other sugarcoated phrases that are used these days in our non-offensive and politically correct society to describe fat children. They are fat, and no matter how much of a nice sheen you try to put on their round faces, the fact remains our kids are simply that.

This ever widening girth has become such an “issue” that even our Congress has had hearings and passed laws in an effort to pare it down. The First Lady Michelle Obama is on her own personal crusade (funded by the taxpayer of course) to educate the people on the benefits of a healthy lifestyle.  Thousands of books with millions of words have been written about “Childhood Obesity”, programs have been created to “solve” the problem along with new businesses and industries, such as counseling and fat camps. Billions of dollars, along with countless man hours by like minded folks trying to better the health and welfare of the future generation, all for nothing!

You see the problem with fat kids isn’t going to be answered by talking to them about their feelings or, shutting down fast food restaurants. Those actions may make some of the adults out there feel better but the hard reality is that talk is as cheap as a happy meal and given a child’s lack of reasoning skill pretty pointless. If you, as an adult, are really trying to explain to a seven year old that the crappy hummus sandwich you’re choking down is “better than” a piece of delicious chocolate cake then you are going be on the losing end of that fight quick. Cake tastes good and hippie paste does not that is the extent of a child’s reasoning ability and they are going to look at you and think “what an idiot” for even trying to suggest otherwise. (Well at least my childish mind would)

Taking a fat kid to therapy is equally useless. Are feelings important? To a point yes, but the only weight loss benefit that can come out of a session with Doctor Hocus Pocus will be when he gets Timmy Tub O’Lard to start crying about how he just can’t stop eating Snacky Cakes and Cheesy Poofs. And as Timmy blames the world for his condition, at the urging of the good doctor, the water loss through his tears help him shed a few ounces, but that is about it. They will sit there for an hour and blubber away and at the end promises will be made, to eat better and to exercise.

“I’ll eat more salads, Dr. Pocus I promise”

“That’s a good lad there Timmy, see you next week, and don’t forget to tell your Ma to bring her checkbook OK?”

The children of today aren’t fat because of feelings, or because MacDonald’s makes Big Mac hamburgers, our children are portly because they and their parents are lazy.

I grew up in the 1970’s when every damned meal was saturated in fat, cholesterol, calories, and salt. Red meat was a hearty staple along with pounds and pounds of starchy potatoes, yet the children of my generation weren’t anywhere near obese. For the most part we were thin as rails no matter how much candy we gobbled down or how many cokes we drank at the drug store. We would be treated to fast food on weekends and man did we put it away, I actually impressed a few adults with my capacity to eat large quantities of food in a single sitting.

The reason we didn’t blimp out and need some whack job to propose an intervention was because our parents, instead of writing checks to therapists or emails to Congress, actually took responsibility for themselves and their children. They incorporated the power inherent in their position and said NO when the kids would push the boundaries, as kids are wont to do.

They had rules and enforced them such as at dinner you had to “Clean your plate”. Essentially everything on the plate before you, including vegetables had to be eaten before you could get up from the table. I tried to negotiate this rule but once and came away with a great story “the Saga of the Seven Peas” for my efforts and pain. The end result was that I ended up doing as my parents asked anyway. Wasting food was a sin and there was no way my father was going to pay good money for any scrap to be thrown away.

There also was no such thing as substitutions, like sandwiches. If you didn’t like what was for dinner and absolutely wouldn’t eat it, well then, you went to bed hungry. My dear brother actually advocated for a substitution one summer evening and Ma’s response was: “this isn’t a restaurant and I’m not your waitress, you’ll eat what I give you and like it or go without!” That was the last time any of us three kids thought about magic sandwiches flying out of the icebox to rescue us from succotash.

Along with taking charge and making us eat what was provided, our parents promoted an active lifestyle. Not by driving us to the mall to shop or putting a damnable DVD in the player so we could vegetate and fatten up like cows. No they simply threw us out of the house at every opportunity available. By saying “go out and play it’s nice outside.” They pushed us out into the world and we found ourselves walking, biking, playing ball, and even scrapping with the other kids. With each passing moment as we utilized our boundless youthful energy and imaginations, we burned away calories at a very rapid pace. We grew stronger, faster, and healthier with each adventure or game played. There was no strict boring exercise regimen laid out by Doctor Phil or any other horseshit peddler just parents being firm and children doing what they do best “having Fun.”

I’ll say it again: The children of today aren’t fat because of feelings, or because MacDonald’s makes Big Mac hamburgers, they are portly because they and their parents are lazy.

Today’s parents are more concerned with looking for an easy way out of their own personal responsibilities and trying to be friends with their kids, than for the real safety, health, and welfare of same. This ends up being the burden of the child in that he/she becomes a large lazy blob with no ambition but to watch the boob tube or play video games, and eat cookies all day.

Well I personally am sick of it all, and refuse to give merit or attention to any of the countless excuses that these fatties put forth in their defense. For it is evident, the solution to the roundness of our children lays not in carrot sticks, therapy, and blame laying, but in the simple rules and responsibilities of our own upbringing.

So Timmy, put down the snack cakes, get off the couch, and just go outside and play, and parents, for Christ’s sake grow a pair.

Cheers
Al

A polite thought.

Society creates boundaries by which most men live. It lays out the scope of acceptable behavior and the consequences of misbehaving. This is done for the betterment of the whole. Yet to achieve such a state the individual must relinquish some, if not all, of his Natural Rights. This act of subjugation creates a sense of security as men begin to adjust their behavior so as not to threaten others, and over a period of time these customs of polite behavior become sacrosanct.

However, I have found that the sanctity of polite customs, being oft times in complete contrast to man’s inherent nature, needs be breached from time to time. For, there are those who will hide beneath the veil of custom and with a sense of security attempt with words and deeds to diminish their fellows. Using guile and malicious intent they manipulate society’s endless desire for restraint to contest and cause discontent.

When faced with such behavior, it is then beneficial to confront the offending party and make clear unto them that though you may have given over your Natural Rights, you still fully possess the savage instinct of your species.

The rules are oft times false in that they create a sense of security that does not really exist.

Cheers

AL

Obese kids

I have been working on a piece that addresses the bulk of our youth today and found this rather funny clip about it. This comedian thinks like I do most of the time yet I rarely if ever speak out loud such thoughts. maybe that is why I don't have the money he does.

Enjoy
AL

Happy fun time is over.

" break time for the US Congress again"



The current federal fiscal budget or lack thereof, has many Americans in a bit of snit these days and who is to blame them? The seemingly endless back and forth, between parties, the rhetoric and fear mongering, let alone the outright lies coming from our leadership is disheartening.

My personal concerns surrounding the current budget mess are great and numerous. Perhaps because there is no real budget to speak of at this time I am feeling a bit irritable, however, more so than this small and seemingly minor detail what has irked me more than any line item or proposal, during this whole debate is the overwhelming notion that those who have achieved success (the rich) need to be punished in some way. That any proposed budget or amendment that does not Tax the rich is faulty for surely they need to pay more and that their wealth should be given to others.

 I cannot get my head around this type of vilification for, is not the American Dream based upon the notion that a man no matter his station in life, here in the United States  with a bit of industry, frugality and wit can achieve success and wealth?

Has not that very dream been the cornerstone of our collective conscience since the seventeenth century?

The simple fact of the matter is that the majority of Americans, DO NOT PAY TAX, and the paltry sums the Federal Government takes from them are returned. Our major contributors, those who already carry the most water when it comes to revenue are those deemed “Rich” and somehow their success has become something to scorn. It is a paradox no? One that has a cruel consequence in that it discourages innovation and ambition. For why would a man try to be the best he can be, to achieve wealth and create jobs only to have it taken from him by the government?

The best and easiest way to fix the financial mess we are in is to STOP SPENDING the bloody money to garner votes. To trim the massive size of Government itself and to let the driving forces of our economy get on with the task of doing business. Let the innovative and industrious spirit that is inherent in our society grow, not by government intrusion but rather an absence of it. History shows that when the government loosens its greedy hand the economy florishes and so too does the standard of living for those who are willing to work. If Congress and the President were to focus upon these small things, they could have a decent budget fleshed out in no time at all. A plan for the future that would not be based upon a false “Class warfare” or an “Us vs. Them” mentality.

Lastly, though our President, and his followers are quick to vilify those who make over $250,000 per year, they are deaf dumb and blind when it comes to pointing out the failure of General Electric to pay a single red cent in tax last year. I can only wonder at this as GE was/is a huge supporter of the President and his friends in congress. So is it only Corporations and individuals who are in the highest tax bracket, that do not have a friend in Barack Obama who are to be vilified and all those who actively support him are exempt?

I can only assume you can all understand how much of a foolish and dangerous game that is no?

I think it is safe to say that what the American people would like to see is less talk and more work.

So to Congress and all of Washington I would announce “Happy Fun Time is over!” and "get back to work, to delay further is not only irresponsible but I daresay borderline negligent.

Cheers

Allen R. Butler

Stupid Aryans, Hitler is dead!

"I hate Illinois Nazis" ~ Jake Blues

Some years ago in 2003, the depressed city of Lewiston, Maine was the scene of an Aryan rally. It was a small, closed door affair held at the Armory and the 200 or so attendees basically spoke to themselves. The state police contained the crowd of 400 counter protestors outside with skill and patience making only one arrest of a person for disorderly conduct.  After the little Nazi's were done speechifying they made a hasty exit out the rear doors of the facility into waiting vans and disappeared from the landscape.

 

Back to their homeland, Illinois.

Like most Mainers at the time I was wee bit irritated that these people had the audacity to come here and try and wave swastikas around. Having had a grandfather who faced the perils of the North Atlantic on a Destroyer tender, then the Nazi guns at Normandy as an LST driver during WWII, these little jackbooted clowns got under my skin. So I began looking into some of their beliefs and basic ideology, in an attempt to better understand my enemy.  For, I learned long ago that knowing and understanding what your foe believes, what motivates him, is a weapon far more powerful than any rifle or blade. It is with such information that one may not only disarm his opponent, but so too manipulate and control him. If you control the battle you win, simple as that.

Thus was my reasoning when I began, but shortly into my simple research I realized that I had given the Aryans, Separatists, Nazi's, whatever you want to call them, too much credit. For, essentially they are lacking in wit, intelligence and strength. Outside of the prison gang, the Aryan Brotherhood, these groups have no real organization or direction.

Aryans simply preach the following: Whites are superior to every other race, that Adolf Hitler was "the greatest white ruler to have ever lived", and that every other race, religion, or belief system is wrong. Their sacred duty is to secure a place in the future for white children. Sadly many disenfranchised and angry people buy into this nonsense, usually the young and poor.

Well I have news for the Nazis that may come as a shock. "Hitler is Dead".

He died in 1945 broken, defeated, and so doped up on drugs if he hadn't have killed himself he probably would have died of an overdose. This happened many years before the dim-witted Aryans of today were born, and as it is evident that most of them can't read I doubt they will get this message, however there it is. The messiah, to whom they pledge their undying devotion, was nothing more than a murderous drug addict. Hitler did nothing to promote humanity merely to destroy it.  Furthermore, the only world of Nordic supermen he created was in his little mind. It is to such a weak and petty being that our modern Nazis bow before, relishing in the fantasies of Goebbels's propaganda machine while ignoring the facts.

Some Aryans, those who can read that is, will tell you that they were inspired by two books, "the Rise and Fall of the Third Reich" By William Shirer and the Holy Grail of Nazis worldwide "Mein Kampf" by everybody's favorite dictator and mass murderer, Adolf Hitler. Mark Hale, one of the organizers of the Lewiston rally, who did not get to speak due to being arrested on suspicion of soliciting the murder of a federal judge, has been quoted as stating such on numerous occasions.

 I have to wonder at this.   For having read both books fully I am unable to make the correlation.

First, the Rise and Fall of the Third Reich is in no way flattering or lenient on Hitler's society or war machine. The author was a journalist who above all things despised what the National Socialists had done to Germany and his anger can be found within many of the book's passages.  He called the founders of the movement Misfits, Hacks, Tramps, and Degenerates.  He described Ernst Roehm as a “blocky homosexual with piggish eyes."  Shirer pulls no punches throughout his 1141 pages so I wonder what kind of inspiration do the American Neo Nazis derive from it? Do they aspire to be pig eyed degenerates that use drugs indiscriminately? It appears for most of them that is the extent of what they have achieved.

I doubt sincerely that Mark Hale or any number of little "Fuhrers" did anything more than place the book on the shelf and look at the ugly black and white swastika on the binding.

Mein Kampf on the other hand is not only one of the most ridiculous and nonsensical books ever published, but also one that is physically painful to read. As I dragged my mind into the ravings of its crazed author, searching for the evidence of inspiration for the Nazis, I became angry and sick. Of all its talk of Zionism, International Jewish conspiracies and the like, not one single shred of evidence was ever produced. Each chapter is merely an over glorification of Hitler's role in building the party which concludes with an accusation of conspiracy and a hint that the next chapter will explain it all. Only it doesn't.  The reader turns the page and is sunk back into the sick world of the bohemian tramp and his story. On and on it goes like the TV get rich quick infomercials of the 1980s in which the smiley real estate guy keeps alluding to the information but never gives it.  At least with the infomercial the sales pitch to buy the "Be a millionaire" book at its end gave you some relief. Not so with Mein Kampf.

So if the Aryans of today really believe there is some type of Jewish world domination going on they must be getting their information elsewhere, for Hitler's book in no way spells it out.

Thus determining that neither book, if read, would lead to the conclusions professed by the Aryan leadership and that their messiah was an insecure, murdering drug addict, I cannot find a single part of the Aryan movement that rings true or is worth following.  They lie, and purport to represent the hardworking American people, while they carry symbols and chant slogans that are contrary to the American ideals that our founding fathers expounded.  It is their right yet even so I want to scream every time I see or hear these little Nazis.

Hitler is long dead, thankfully so, and no amount of modern day goose stepping and flag waving, will ever change that fact.

Get back into your hole you Stupid Aryans and Shut Yer bake!!!

Cheers

AL