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No More Reading Letters from Old Dead Black People

Elizabeth Warren, Senator from the state of Massa chutes was
given a swift kick off the Senate floor last night after trying to read an old
letter from Coretta Scott King, deceased wife of Martin Luther King, Jr.  She was also told to sit down like a nice little
girl. 

This procedural rebuke made Warren feel bad, and it didn’t
give those idiots in the Senate a look of glory, either.  Mitch McC onnell, career politician, a great
admirer of Donald Trump was heard muttering that it was way past his dinnertime
and he was sick and tired of all the theatrics that those damn idiots were
putting forth.  “Why, Jeff Sessions is a
good man, with integrity and a long history here at the Senate.”  “Just like my pal, Chuck Schumer I have
ridden my stationary bike next to ole Jeff in the morning too!”  He is going to be confirmed and this
foolishness from that upstart Warren had to be stopped.”

  Woot! 
The turtle has spoken.

Of course, after being told to stop reading the letter,
Warren immediately called her old pal, Rachel Maddow of the Rachel Maddow Show (original)
and asked if she could talk to her about this newsworthy event.  Rachel was tickled pink to have her and the
two exchanged heartfelt pleasantries while dissing every Republican in the
Senate. 

“Well, I won’t be deterred by that old white male, Windbag
Mitch!” Warren said to Rachel, “I have decided to get this letter read into the
minutes one way or the other!”

And, you know what, I bet she will!!! Maybe she will even
run for President someday.  Maybe the
Democrats will lose—again ;-{

Here is the letter in its entirety

.

Four score and seven years ago…it was found that all the kings’
horses and all the kings’ men couldn’t put the State of the Union back together
again.  So, with malice toward none and
charity to all we lifted our cup up to the golden gates, asking all the huddled
masses to breathe free once again.

This we asked, as afoot and lighthearted we took to the open
road.  The North and the South were mine;
the West and the East were mine. All to make America First, to make America
Great Again- and then in the distance I saw that we were Stronger Together, but
only if every hot dog stand had a gate and every river had a gate too.  We were not Democrats or Republicans, we were
not red or blue, we were Americans after all, all of us could have the town, a
shining city on the hill, no need to waste it, love was all around, and we were
going to make it after all.

Yours truly, and sincerely,

Mary Scott  ( Queen of
York)

BETSY DEVOS: Guns in school protect against grizzly bears

The bears are in trouble now!  Our government went and did it.  Yes they did it.  Those damn Republicans have now endangered
the lives of the poor grizzly bear.  It
saddens me to think that a sweet old grizzly might one day be taking a walk
through an elementary school and suddenly be shot by a Radical Islamic Terrorist
(otherwise known as Joe the school janitor).

But, that is the world we live in.

Betsy doesn’t like you, Smokey.  But she does love her money. She likes to
give it away, too.  She gave it to a lot
of Republicans so she could become the Secretary of Education.  All of this was done in order for her to
pursue her mission of ridding the earth of the grizzly bear.

See, this education thing, ha!  It’s just a distraction, man!

It’s the bear she really wants- and by Gawd, it’s the bear
she will certainly get.  Most of the time
Betsy is pretty good about keeping her real goal quiet and low- but then.  Then she got passionate in the Senate
hearing.  And, out of passion came the
real truth.

We now know what the real truth is.  God help us all.

Indiana #1 in WellBeing- Gallup- Healthways Wellbeing Index - Breaking News

Breaking News – February 4, 2017

Contributed by Dawn Spicer – Alternative Editor in Chief

The Gallup – Healthways Wellbeing Index has announced that the great state of Indiana has earned the number one place of honor for being the most wonderful place to live in the United States.  Criteria used are that of purpose, social interaction, financial security and community pride and health. 

Experts from sea to shining sea point to the Indiana people with tears in their eyes when they are asked what example of purpose have helped the Hoosier state earn the top spot. 

“ It is so wonderful when each citizen of Indiana stands up on the 4^th Saturday of every second month, holds a hand with their neighbor on the street and sings, “Back Home Again in Indiana,” said Bill Tracker, part time worker at MacDonald’s, Burger King, and Wendy’s.  My wife, Brenda (a babysitter) finds this type of practice brings all Hoosiers together either in a circle or a big line-sometimes a roundabout.  Depends a lot on your road type,” Bill smiles and straightens his Burger King cap.

Gallup- Healthways experts sent a Survey Monkey to all Hoosiers for feedback in order to make their decision. 

The majority of Hoosiers scratched off Smiling as their most frequently used Hobby. 

“The hobby known as Smiling is often a good indicator of a chipper individual,” said Julia K. Roberts (no relation to mega-star with well-known smile).  The idea that smiling is listed by so many Hoosier personalities specifies a significant portion of Hoosiers are happy- or eat a lot of beans.  Either can be the cause behind the effect."

Either way, the Hoosier state, home of the new President of the United States, Mike Pencil, is numero uno, especially in the Hispanic community.

Statistics and collaborating evidence supplied by Frederick Douglass, M.D.


C'mon Now Sing Along!!!! 

Back home again in Indiana
And it seems that I can see
The gleaming candle light, still burning bright
Through the Sycamores for me
The new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
Through the fields I used to roam
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
Then I long for my Indiana home
(When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
Then I long for my Indiana home sweet home)

by James Haley, Ballard MacDonald Trump, and Paul Severson

Alternative Facts

"Alternative facts are falsehoods." Chuck Todd to Kellyanne Conway on Meet the Press, 1/22/2017

Can this all be real?  As a 63 year old grandmother, who has lived in the middle of America all of my adult life, I cannot fathom this constantly changing stream of alternate realities.  I know what I see and hear with my own two eyes and ears - yet a new President has taken the reins and in less than a day in office has already sent forth his minions to lie on his behalf concerning issues that make no difference to the majority of Americans.

Who are these Americans I speak of?  They are those who work paycheck to paycheck- I know these people, I was one of them.  They are black, brown, white, Jewish, Christian, Phillipino, Muslim, every race, every religion, every gender, and sexual orientation under the sun. They are those of us who, through no fault of our own, have suffered and are facing catastrophic illness and have had to learn to navigate a broken health care system. They are the families of all of these people.

And, yes, they are the women, men and children who marched in the Women's March that took place around the world on 1/21/2017.

Today, our country is broken in jagged shards of glass and we, the people must find the glue to put it all back together again.

Because, this President, this President Trump does not seem to want to help- and his Republican co-horts are in a league of their own.

Alternative facts really are falsehoods.  I believe that the turnout for the Women's March took place because of a deep boiling of the blood.  Americans do not like to be lied to- and they do not like to feel that they have been conned. The majority of Americans saw through this Con.

Those that did not are seeking a type of benefit for reasons I have yet to discern.  But, underneath it all, I do believe that all Americans share certain common values.

We know that America is written on the promise of the Statue of Liberty

A Poem by Emma Lazarus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"