You know it and I know it. At least it makes for some blog fodder. I said it before and I'll say it again.
This time next year, things are going to be bleak. I would advise buying stock in Kraft and Ramen noodles and hamburger helper because we'll be lucky to be able to afford that. Grow a garden. Grow an indoor garden if you have to.
You see, when the food runs out, nothing else is going to matter anymore to the general public. You see, the San Joaquin Valley in California not only produces one half of this country's fresh produce, it also produces one-fifth of the fresh produce for the world.
Think about that for a minute. One fifth of the whole world's food supply is just gone. This has been going on for three years. It's been a year that it's been the worst though. The unemployment in that region is as high as 38% in some areas.
Some of the articles actually read like they are straight out of Atlas Shrugged. It's unbelievable. We've got this commity and that commity and this and that studying the problem and everybody bickering and fighting..while the people starve.
It's not just a Valley problem. This has global implications. One-fifth of the world's fresh produce...gone. Not there anymore, and even now the recovery time to restart those farms and make them producing again is unknown. We are talking grapes, tomatoes, onions, nut trees, and melons.
You can't just cut off one fifth of the world's produce supply like that and not expect something bad to happen. Seriously. What impact is this going to have on the third world countries that depend upon us for food.
A global food crisis certainly has the potential to spark another world war. People get cranky when they are hungry and poor. The only good thing, I suppose is that food is still cheaper than bullets. Wait til that changes. Then we'll be in a world of shit.
Where are the happy cows going to go now? It's not like there isn't livestock that lives there, too, and a whole bunch of it. That means milk prices and other foods are going to skyrocket too.
But, lets just keep on talking about Balloon boy family. We all know that's more important than anything else. Or whatever celebrity is doing what.
Isn't this just the perfect storm for Communism? I spent years of my life fighting the spread of that shit and here in just a few months, it's all coming to fruition. I almost hope the world does end in 2012.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Away
Away, away,
Push that thought away.
She'll think of that
Some other day.
The news is on,
She cries to see,
So very much,
Human misery.
Children dying,
Mothers crying.
Corruption galore,
And there's more and more and more.
Will it end
She begins to wonder.
Oh look, there go
The pirates and their plunder.
Mighty oaks fallen
In the wind
Landscapes changed
It never ends.
Hope and change
The people exclaimed
We cannot bear
This wretched pain.
Those of them
That dared dissent
They got their
Just punishment.
Labeled as racist,
Touted as liars.
All this craziness
Its smoke before the fire.
The problem for her
Is you see
That she is afraid
Of losing liberties.
She is a bit
Concerned after all
She doesn't want to see
Her great country fall.
Away away
Don't push those thoughts away
Think of all
Those things today.
Push that thought away.
She'll think of that
Some other day.
The news is on,
She cries to see,
So very much,
Human misery.
Children dying,
Mothers crying.
Corruption galore,
And there's more and more and more.
Will it end
She begins to wonder.
Oh look, there go
The pirates and their plunder.
Mighty oaks fallen
In the wind
Landscapes changed
It never ends.
Hope and change
The people exclaimed
We cannot bear
This wretched pain.
Those of them
That dared dissent
They got their
Just punishment.
Labeled as racist,
Touted as liars.
All this craziness
Its smoke before the fire.
The problem for her
Is you see
That she is afraid
Of losing liberties.
She is a bit
Concerned after all
She doesn't want to see
Her great country fall.
Away away
Don't push those thoughts away
Think of all
Those things today.
Laughter is the best medicine...
Ok ladies, WHY does it take us until we're 40 to figure this shit out? Really. Why DO we trip over stuff that don't matter? I mean, I can't say I've ever been turned down and there have been times where a guy has indicated interest when I'm in some cut off sweat pants and a t-shirt...no makeup...hair definitely not done...and that shit freaks me out every time it happens. Crap, and it isn't like men change when they get old. Hell no.
Now really, wouldn't it have been nice to know that when we were twenty something..or is it just me?
Maybe we need to just go on and smoke some weed? Ha! ha!
I think all of us gals go through a period of time where we don't know. When I was younger, I knew I was the shit at work. I had statistics to back it up, though. This mommy gig is measured a bit different. But still, I know I'm the shit. My deal was I always thought I was ugly. Still do. I hate to see pictures of me. I really, honestly don't understand the male response, to be quite honest. The senior chief says I'm beautiful..which is cool as hell. I mean, I don't worry about it. I have other things that are great about me, but I hate my face.
I'm not joking. I never understood the male response and it's not like I didn't have a boyfriend or two. And if you've been following along..at least once a year I get kissed by a random stranger. I skipped last year, but we missed two Talladegas. Not going to this time, though. It's going to be just us, so I'm hoping we can opt out of the random stranger kissing thing this time, honestly. It upsets me and really puzzles me at the same time. Because I don't think I'm pretty. Once I was pretty when I let my best friend in the Navy do my makeup for a night out. I didn't even recognize myself. But generally speaking...not so much.
That can only leave one to come to the conclusion that really, looks haven't a damn thing to do about it. It has everything to do with attitude..and self esteem..LOL! And we all know I got some attitude. Anyway..this made me giggle and I hope it does you too.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
So Quiet...
I've been sitting here trying to pinpoint things. Like, when did I fall out of my routine..when did I quit blogging? I thought at first it was because of myspace and facebook, but no, that's not it. I thought it was because of the business or stress or whatever, but no, it's not any of those things.
When did the blog fodder stop, is what really occurred. When did the kids stop coming over? When did we quit having tornado parties? When did things get so fucking quiet around here?
It's been a gradual thing. It wasn't one thing or another. Some things are symptoms.
What really happened is that one flew the coop. As a family unit that each depended upon the others strengths and weaknesses, losing a link hurt. And it's not because he left or because he went to war or because he's going to war again, although all those things come in to play. It's because of ALL those things...it's because he's out of the loop now, and so are we. It's not that we don't think he's a man..or he doesn't believe in us...but certain things happen when your kids live far away.
You lose that day to day contact...and you start lying. You, as parents, don't tell the kid certain things..because goodness, he's got the weight of the war on him, and he doesn't tell you things, because for the first time, he understands your responsibilities.
He also doesn't want to talk of things that remind him of home. He isn't happy either. He won't watch the races..he won't talk of food, he won't talk of the antics of the others because it hurts him too badly to be reminded of home. He'd rather you didn't know the night he spent in the tank in Denver..so you can't talk of that either. He lies to you about things, as well. He pretends like he's doing stuff and going places but he's not. He's just drinking a lot and on his computer a lot and sitting in his barracks room. And after so long...all you feel is a big emptiness where a whole person used to be.
I think it's unnatural for kids to move far from home. Move out and form their own residences...yes..but move across the country...not so much. Go have adventures with the understanding that home is where you land...yes. I don't know when the family unit started straying so far from home..and staying gone. It hasn't been good for the world, for sure.
Kids not raised around extended family lose a lot of knowledge and they struggle harder. If you live near grandma, when you are a kid or an aunt or uncle...or whomever, you get the benefit of their wisdom when your parents are pissed off at you. That is something very cool about the south that is never talked about. If you're family...you are family for life.
Knowing that he misses us so much doesn't help, either. His brothers are aware of his longing for home and it affects them, too. I let my younger ones sign up for stuff so that they could talk to him online when they wanted. So, we just hang around the computer, not far away, in order to talk to family and friends that are like family. Because everybody lives so damn far away.
I don't know what the lessons learned in all this, all I know is there is a bunch of people all not happy and there's not a damn thing I can do about it and so therefore, I'm not happy either.
When did the blog fodder stop, is what really occurred. When did the kids stop coming over? When did we quit having tornado parties? When did things get so fucking quiet around here?
It's been a gradual thing. It wasn't one thing or another. Some things are symptoms.
What really happened is that one flew the coop. As a family unit that each depended upon the others strengths and weaknesses, losing a link hurt. And it's not because he left or because he went to war or because he's going to war again, although all those things come in to play. It's because of ALL those things...it's because he's out of the loop now, and so are we. It's not that we don't think he's a man..or he doesn't believe in us...but certain things happen when your kids live far away.
You lose that day to day contact...and you start lying. You, as parents, don't tell the kid certain things..because goodness, he's got the weight of the war on him, and he doesn't tell you things, because for the first time, he understands your responsibilities.
He also doesn't want to talk of things that remind him of home. He isn't happy either. He won't watch the races..he won't talk of food, he won't talk of the antics of the others because it hurts him too badly to be reminded of home. He'd rather you didn't know the night he spent in the tank in Denver..so you can't talk of that either. He lies to you about things, as well. He pretends like he's doing stuff and going places but he's not. He's just drinking a lot and on his computer a lot and sitting in his barracks room. And after so long...all you feel is a big emptiness where a whole person used to be.
I think it's unnatural for kids to move far from home. Move out and form their own residences...yes..but move across the country...not so much. Go have adventures with the understanding that home is where you land...yes. I don't know when the family unit started straying so far from home..and staying gone. It hasn't been good for the world, for sure.
Kids not raised around extended family lose a lot of knowledge and they struggle harder. If you live near grandma, when you are a kid or an aunt or uncle...or whomever, you get the benefit of their wisdom when your parents are pissed off at you. That is something very cool about the south that is never talked about. If you're family...you are family for life.
Knowing that he misses us so much doesn't help, either. His brothers are aware of his longing for home and it affects them, too. I let my younger ones sign up for stuff so that they could talk to him online when they wanted. So, we just hang around the computer, not far away, in order to talk to family and friends that are like family. Because everybody lives so damn far away.
I don't know what the lessons learned in all this, all I know is there is a bunch of people all not happy and there's not a damn thing I can do about it and so therefore, I'm not happy either.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
While We're Arguing About Public Option
One of the most fertile places in California, our largest producer of the majority of our produce,is now a desert wasteland. The people that lived there, the producers of 36.6 billion dollars of food, HALF understand...HALF the nations fruits, nuts and vegetables....are now standing in food bank lines. We've been watching it for awhile, but the repercussions are huge. Here is an article that says it much better than I could.
I watched the videos. These people should not have to live like this and this is not of their doing. They really need to turn the water back on. This will have global repercussions. Better start growing your own now. And guarding it.
You can see by the article that the implications are tremendous. Being a child of the Cold War, I can actually buy into the Gorbachev connection. This is some scary stuff folks. These guys need some help. We need to get the word out. This is one of those stories that's been kind of buried...and that's not a good thing.
It could happen any time any where. Those of us here in Ga are a little sick of the rain, but mighty glad the lake is full again. It could happen to any of us. And is. He who controls the water supply rules..plain and simple. We cannot afford to let the people who are producers, who produce HALF of our produce..to starve so fish can live. That is just ludicrous, but it's happening.
I watched the videos. These people should not have to live like this and this is not of their doing. They really need to turn the water back on. This will have global repercussions. Better start growing your own now. And guarding it.
You can see by the article that the implications are tremendous. Being a child of the Cold War, I can actually buy into the Gorbachev connection. This is some scary stuff folks. These guys need some help. We need to get the word out. This is one of those stories that's been kind of buried...and that's not a good thing.
It could happen any time any where. Those of us here in Ga are a little sick of the rain, but mighty glad the lake is full again. It could happen to any of us. And is. He who controls the water supply rules..plain and simple. We cannot afford to let the people who are producers, who produce HALF of our produce..to starve so fish can live. That is just ludicrous, but it's happening.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Where The Hell Have All The Kids Gone?
I mean seriously. I had food for 4 tonight. I do not even know how to cook for 4.
That isn't even no joke. The eldest one is ..around... off visiting friends, meeting new girls that I probably won't like. The Army boy is in Colorado preparing for another deployment and the third son is here and a big help. Number 4 son is in college and taking such a heavy course load, he lives and breathes school. He's on the dean's list and I am so proud of all of them. The younger two are in middle school and they are lots of fun to hang around.
For that I am grateful, but my minds eye knows how quickly they grow up....and well, what the hell am I going to do then?
I spend my days talking about the good ol' days already. I am too damn young for this. Those kids have been so much a part of me for so long, I'm finding myself a little unbalanced with the lack of them. No more tornado parties, although 2 of the older ones stopped by the other day. And, they are 25 or so, so it's cool to have Mom hug you. That's what they told little dude, anyway...Mom hugs are always cool..any time any where. God Bless them.
I've got lots of new things to learn. I've got lots of new teachers, too, which is really cool! There is checks and balances...but I prefer the kids.
And life goes on.
That isn't even no joke. The eldest one is ..around... off visiting friends, meeting new girls that I probably won't like. The Army boy is in Colorado preparing for another deployment and the third son is here and a big help. Number 4 son is in college and taking such a heavy course load, he lives and breathes school. He's on the dean's list and I am so proud of all of them. The younger two are in middle school and they are lots of fun to hang around.
For that I am grateful, but my minds eye knows how quickly they grow up....and well, what the hell am I going to do then?
I spend my days talking about the good ol' days already. I am too damn young for this. Those kids have been so much a part of me for so long, I'm finding myself a little unbalanced with the lack of them. No more tornado parties, although 2 of the older ones stopped by the other day. And, they are 25 or so, so it's cool to have Mom hug you. That's what they told little dude, anyway...Mom hugs are always cool..any time any where. God Bless them.
I've got lots of new things to learn. I've got lots of new teachers, too, which is really cool! There is checks and balances...but I prefer the kids.
And life goes on.
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