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I just posted this to my other blog. Check it out if you haven't already. Yeah, both of you.

WalksAlone's Blog - Doesn't the Obama Administration Have Some REAL Wars to Worry about?

Thanks ~ Granny

Many Thanks

I'd like to thank William A. Jacobson of Le.gal In.sur.ect.ion for his listing of Political Granny as a new blog. I have been following Mr. Jacobson for a while now and am deeply honored.

I suggest my readers (both of you) to go on over and check out Le.gal In.sur.ect.ion, right now!

"Granny"

What Next? The End of Bliss

I'm sitting here having some coffee and wondering what is going to happen next. What wonderful things will our elected officials come up with today to stick it to us, the American people?

I have not been to my favorite news and commentary websites this morning. I haven't turned on the television. I did write an article for my WalksAlone's blog about the Oath of Office. You might be interested in reading it.

It was a "feel bad" weekend for all here. I don't know if the changing weather was taking a toll on our old bones, or if we had a bug of some sort; but my husband and myself were definitely under the weather. I awakened early today. Not good, as I work a late shift at my real job so will be up late tonight. I'm a tough ole Granny though, so will make it. But I digress.

I was thinking about the old saying, "Ignorance is bliss." I can remember a time in my younger days when I paid little attention to politics. I was a busy mom and later, after the kids grew up; I was just busy. The newspapers lay unread by me (hubby read them). I rarely had the television on news except early or late when I caught the local and mainstream media news shows. I was blissful.

In my bliss all I worried about were my kids, my husband, home, pets and gardens. I lived in the United States after all. What could possibly go wrong? I had studied about our government in school, went to civics class and learned how the government worked. We had a government of checks and balances. We were the greatest country in the world. We were and always would be safe from the tyranny and upheaval that went on over the rest of the world. Yep, there's nothing like being blissful.

The sad thing is, we were all blissful. While we were enjoying our bliss; forces deeper than we have yet uncovered were working behind the scenes to destroy our very way of life. It was all done in the name of social equality, fairness, helping the underprivileged. We all let it go by thinking to ourselves that sure; we thought those were decent ideas. We have nothing against the folks who are not being treated as equals to everyone else. "All men are created equal, right?

All men are created equal. However, that should not be the basis of redistributing wealth, taxing those who work into the poor house to support those who don't and attempting to provide everything for everybody. That is not what being created equal means.

We are all created equal by the Creator. The rest is up to us.

I know a man who will benefit from all the proposed government handouts. For most of his adult life he depended on his parents, wife, aunt and uncle for his upkeep and his family's support. The wife finally had enough and left, the parents, aunt and uncle grew old and died. Now this man, who doesn't yet qualify for a government program, does as little as possible and depends on his adult children to fill the gaps for him. When 'free' healthcare and the redistribution of wealth finally occur, he will finally be 'equal'.

This man is lazy, pure and simple. Oh, and lest you call me raciest: he is white. His Creator put him on the earth equal to all, but he is not equal, because he has refused to be. He has chosen to settle for a meager existence for him and his family. He has chosen to be "less-than" those who get up each day and work to provide for their families and make a decent life for themselves.

This man and others like him who feel the world owes them a living are not entitled to live at our expense. They need to be educated and encouraged, yes, but taken care of, no.

We the hard working, tax paying citizens of the United States; need to get past our bliss and remove the wool smooth talking politicians have pulled over our eyes. Otherwise we will awaken from our bliss and find we are not living in the United States of America, but in the Socialist States of America.

Le·gal In·sur·rec·tion: Farce Repeats Itself As History

Le·gal In·sur·rec·tion: Farce Repeats Itself As History

Why I’m Pro-Life

I've been one of those people who rode the fence on pro-life/pro-choice issues for a long time. It was much easier when I was younger to be pro-choice. I knew I could never have an abortion, no matter the reason, but did not want to be unfair to others.

I'm older now and maybe a bit wiser. I am no longer on the fence. If you have a minute, I'll explain why.

My birth mother was a divorcee who worked as a waitress in the early 1950's. In those days, there was stigma enough in being a divorced woman, especially in the South. In the days before Roe vs. Wade, there were no abortions in the South (or elsewhere) unless you went to a back alley practitioner or – In the South - to a "granny woman" who could assist you with a coat-hanger or the right herbs.

When she became pregnant by a married boyfriend, she moved in order to hide the pregnancy from her family. When I was born, she gave me up for adoption. As far as I know, she and I never saw each other after I was taken away at birth. I don't know who she was, where she ended up, or anything about her life. I do know the most important fact: she gave me my life.

My life has had plenty of ups and downs. Many of those have been hurtles of my own making. I can't blame her. She gave me life. The life she did not choose to take from me is mine to live as I please. The mistakes and triumphs are mine to endure or celebrate. All of which would not have existed if she had sought out an abortion.

Had she done so; my four children would not exist, nor would my grandchildren or great-grandchildren. Had she done so; you would not be reading these words.

Had she opted for an abortion; I would have never seen a sunrise, smelled a rose, stroked a cat, made love, had friends, or done any of the things we do each day without a conscious thought. I thank her and bless her for walking the hard and harder road. I thank her for my life. I pray for all the souls who have not had the opportunity to do all these things and more, because their mother's did not want to walk the hard and harder road themselves.

Be Blessed.

 

 

 

The Hand That Rocks the Cradle. . .

Yesterday evening I was watching the Glenn Beck show and was impressed by the mothers he was interviewing. After the show I set out to investigate a group called As A Mom, A Sisterhood of Mommy Patriots. Within a few minutes I had joined this wonderful group of women. If you are a mother, step-mother, grandmother, or aunt; and care about what is happening to our country, you owe it to yourself to check out As A Mom and become involved.

We mothers have more influence than we think. We come from all walks of life and all circumstances. As mothers, our primary goal in life is to raise our children the best we can to be the best they can be. We are responsible for their safety and well being from conception to adulthood. We want the best for them. And, as Glenn brought out on his show last night, we discredit ourselves when we say we are "just a mom."

Too many mothers have been wondering what to do because we see things going horribly wrong in our country. Our upbringing and religious teachings have taught us to be polite, not cause a disturbance, to obey the rules (even when we know they are unjust or just plain stupid), and be good citizens of our communities. Even though we have seen the problems we have been afraid to speak out.

Ladies: we can be polite, considerate of others, devoted to our faith and families. But the time has come for us to stand up and be heard. It is our duty to point out injustice and wrongdoing, corruption and lack of good judgment in our leaders, and the failure of our schools. We must do it for our children and generations of children yet unborn. It is apparent to me that if we don't do it, it won't get done, just like so many other things we deal with each day.

As a grandmother, I began this blog in an attempt to reach out and spread the word of what I see as the imminent demise of our way of life. I felt I had to do something, and this was all I could do. I could not stand by any longer and see the complete stupidly of our elected officials, who, once in office forget who they work for. I could not keep quiet about government spending, abuse of power, greed, pay for play, pork barrel projects, health care, cap and trade, and total corruption any longer.

I'm registered to vote as 'unaffiliated' and don't belong to any party. Proudly independent, I'm an equal opportunity pundit, and will point out what I see, as I see it.

Ladies, we have always been the hand that rocks the cradle, now it's time for us to rock our nation!

 

 

 

The Obama’s Folly

This week the American people watched as President and Mrs. Obama and their entourage journeyed to Copenhagen to appear before the OIC in an attempt to persuade them to hold the 2016 Summer Olympic Games in Chicago. This trip cost us, the American taxpayers, well over a million dollars. It was a futile attempt to do a little pay-back to the Chicago political machine that helped put him in office. At least that's what it looks like to me.

This particular dog-and-pony show didn't play well in Copenhagen. The United States and Chicago didn't make the first cut. Ouch! But what did our Dear Leader expect? He has been on a systematic beat-down of the United States ever since he took office. Did he really think the rest of the world didn't know that this desire for the Olympics to be held in Chicago was, in reality, all about him?

We should celebrate this failure by the Salesman-in-Chief, for the cost to us would have been much greater than the million plus we paid for the trip.