I Do, But I Don't

I Do, But I Don't

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Rubbing Crap In Your Hair Crazy

Good heavens, this has been one hell of a crazy week.  At the top of the dung heap of political news this week is this bizarre conflagration taking place in the Oklahoma GOP.  State Chairman Randy Brogdon had decided that a fellow by the name of TC Ryan would make a good Executive Director for the party, but then assigned him to the post of Political Director because of his past transgressions.  And it has stirred up a turd storm.

TC Ryan plead guilty in 2012 to domestic abuse charges and has been an active, hardcore borderline Libertarian, but with a bit of an attitude.  Ryan met with some controversy a few years back when he posted a picture of himself flipping off a cardboard cutout of Mitt Romney.  Apparently, Romney was too much of a "Chamber type" for Ryan.  Brogdon considers Ryan to be a good friend and everyone knows that Brogdon's election came as a shock to most of the GOP because of his extremely so-called conservative views.  It was known at that moment that anyone who opposed Brogdon on any level would be labeled as an enemy to the conservative cause and a puppet to the Chamber.

Domestic violence is a big deal, no matter how the advocacy for Ryan tries to paint it.  It is a pimple on the rear end of our culture and men who think it's okay to beat up women (and do so in front of kids) should never be in a political position of power.  Ever.  

The legendary Mike McCarville and the McCarville Report has been under attack as well because he had the spinal integrity to post a few stories about the idiotic decision of Brogdon to hire Ryan as Executive Director and when pressured, did nothing more but demote him to Political Director.  McCarville has nailed it at every turn where this story is concerned and if you want up-to-date news about the ongoing soap opera called, "As the GOP Turns," stay with McCarville to get the truth.

In other news, the Oklahoma Democratic Party has completely missed the boat in terms of a public relations opportunity handed to them on a silver platter by former gubernatorial candidate, Randy Brogdon.  It's the way of the ODP since Borens left the scene and it looks like there is nothing new happening that will change the path they are on.  The mainstream Republicans are thankful that the ODP is confused and bewildered how to handle this situation. 

Perhaps they need to hire a Democrat pit bull with the attitude of Ryan to pull their heads out of the sand.

Wallace Collins, according to the Democratic Party website, is still the chair of the party and since he's been in that seat, well, not a lot has happened.  They've lost ground to the GOP in almost every district and it doesn't look like they have much of a plan to get themselves out of it.  They still have their strongholds, but they are losing ground and justifiably so.  Look at their 5th District Congressional candidate for just one of many problems with candidates.  Of course, having Pastor George Young head of their 5th District officers lineup isn't going to help them much.  

Of course, this is all just my opinion and I could be wrong.  But I seriously doubt it.


Saturday, May 09, 2015

She Wasn't A Saint

She cooked nutritious and filling meals out of virtually nothing and fed the whole family.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She loved with her whole heart, her whole mind, and her whole spirit.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She took care of our injuries when we did something asinine.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She was there for all our ballgames, cheering us on.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She gave the loudest applause at our music performances.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She would have given her life, or taken another's life if it meant keeping us safe.

But she wasn't a Saint.

She dried our tears when she told us that her time would be cut short.

But she wasn't a Saint. 

She withered away right in front of us, but was full of life.

But she wasn't a Saint.

Yes, it's true.  She wasn't a Saint.  She was something more special.

She was our Mom.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom.  You're missed.


Friday, May 01, 2015

I Hate Funerals

I was 14 when I attended my first funeral and it was devastating.  I sat in the front pew of the massive church with my little brother, as I recall.  It was the memorial service for my mother.  It was absolutely horrifying and I can't even begin to describe how frightened and lost I felt.  My brother to this day can only shake his head and wonder what in the hell happened.  It kind of shaped who we are today and neither of us are particularly proud of where we've ended up.  We own it, it's our fault and I assure you that I know without a doubt what the price of my sins has been and will continue to be.

I don't like funerals, never have and never will because of that.

A dear friend of mine posted a photograph on my profile yesterday of a poster inviting people to attend the funeral of a homeless veteran.  He had no family, no friends, but he was a United States Navy Veteran, so he had that brotherhood.  I fought every fiber in my being that didn't want to attend.  But, my sense of duty finally won out.

When I arrived at the funeral this morning, I was stunned at how many people were there.  Active duty military, retired military, civilians, and even police officers were  in attendance.  The Patriot Riders Motorcycle Club was there as well.  Looking out at the number of people in attendance, I was forced to obscure my face from the crowd because I didn't want anyone to see tears welling up in my eyes.

As I made the drive back home, I was just numb.  I hate to be reminded of my own mortality, yet this funeral was something more than just a reminder.  It was a revelatory event that underscored the fact
we're all just a few steps from homelessness.  It doesn't take much to completely devastate an individual and when it happens, there's not a lot of options left.  Putting the barrel of a gun in the mouth is one very final option.  Living out whatever days are left in a homeless shelter is another option, or one can load a few of his/her personal items and hit the road.

It was selfish on my part, but I found myself wondering who would be at my funeral.  I have family, some very wonderful friends, and a hope that they would be there to comfort my family in the event of my sudden departure.  It was a solemn and very quite ride back home.

We don't know the story of this homeless veteran, and we may never know.  What we do know, however, is that even though he was homeless, even though he had no family, people showed up to wish him "fair winds and following seas."

No one should ever die alone.


Thursday, April 30, 2015

There Is Still Hope

The Oklahoma legislature has had nothing but bad press lately, including Kevin Calvey saying he'd "light himself on fire."  I don't care who you are...that's some crazy, funny stuff.  Then, there was a follow up report that tried to cover the insanity in the effort to explain it away, and it was a colossal failure.  I mean, come on. When a legislator who is also a National Guard member talks about lighting himself on fire, people have to pay attention.  To Calvey's credit, he is a man who is willing to let it all hang out where his faith is concerned.  Good for him.  But the people elected him to legislate, not preach.

And of course, there were the God Squad bills that were supposed to "protect families," and "religious freedom."  Some were so ludicrous, so unconstitutional that all I could do was shake my head and giggle at the silliness.  And yet, again, Oklahoma was thrust into the national spotlight.  Yay, us!

There has been a bill that made it through the House and the Senate that was pretty good, however.  The bill to ban texting and driving is a good bill and there's not a lot of doubt that the Governor will support it.  Normally, I would raise hell over a duplicitous bill because we have the "distracted driving" laws, but those laws are terribly hard to prove in court. This bill, however, has teeth and will be much more enforceable, and thereby more effective.  Kudos to the House and Senate for passing this bill.

Kind of gives you a glimmer of hope, doesn't it?  Of course, there's the deficit we have to deal with here in Oklahoma, but that can wait, right?

I suppose that every election cycle, we see the process as presenting hope and an opportunity to create change and make a better life for ourselves and our communities.  The candidates get all excited about their position papers, they begin to believe their own boiler plate press releases and then, the promises come.  Promises, of course that never come true.  But we see it as hope and without hope, there's really no point in living, is there?

As long as we in this country make a conscious decision to to maintain open dialog, there is still hope.  As long as there are people willing to hold politicians accountable, there is hope.  As long as we have each other, there is hope.  As long as we embrace our sense of humor, there is hope.

I could be wrong, but I seriously doubt it.