Thursday, September 30, 2004

first george michaels brings oral sex into public luves, now this….

ok america i had a deep cleaning a while ago and it was VERY unpleasant, but im not sure id want to empower the nurse or technician to have complete control over my mind and body with the down side that i wont remember ANY of it.  I just nat even believe that in todays moral climate this is even being considered - alloing this opens the gate to perversion and sexual predeters

“Being oblivious to what’s transpired in the dental chair is the beauty of the approach, according to Scott. “The next thing I knew, I was home,” she says. “It was totally an answer to a prayer.”

“Though this technique has been promoted as a way to “sleep through your dental appointment,” patients are not actually asleep. They can still respond to a dentist’s questions and commands but aren’t likely to remember any of it, says Scott’s dentist, Leon Roisman of the Dental Plus Dental Group in Pasadena, Calif. Roisman has used the approach on an estimated 500 patients in the last year and a half.”

Barbara Scott’s dental phobia dates back to her early childhood days. She’s never responded well to medications used to numb the mouth before a dental procedure, so she’d endure drilling and filling without the benefit of full pain relief. “I can remember sitting there with tears running down my face,” she says.Those experiences were the stuff of nightmares. Throughout her adult life, Scott, an executive secretary in Southern California, would suffer panic attacks at the thought of going to the dentist. So she’d postpone visits and the dental problems would only get worse. “It’s a vicious cycle,” she says.

When she would finally muster up the courage to get help, dentists would spend up to two hours giving her Novocain shots to try to get her mouth numb, with mixed results. A bad gag reflex only compounded the problem.

Now in her early 50s, Scott is still terrified of the dental chair but her fears are finally easing up thanks to an anxiety-relieving approach called oral conscious sedation that’s gaining steam in dental offices around the country.

‘Answer to a prayer’
Earlier this year, Scott badly needed some dental work, including a root canal and several crowns for cracked and decaying teeth that were at risk of soon being beyond repair. “I’d put off going to the dentist for as long as possible,” she says.

She had no choice but to get her teeth taken care of and was planning to take a rather drastic step ó general anesthesia, in which she’d be completely knocked out ó to do so.

Then she heard about oral conscious sedation, commonly referred to as sedation dentistry. With this approach, anxious patients take a sedative pill such as Halcion about an hour before their dental appointment to help them relax. When the patient gets to the office, the dentist may give more pills, depending on how well the first one worked.

Though this technique has been promoted as a way to “sleep through your dental appointment,” patients are not actually asleep. They can still respond to a dentist’s questions and commands but aren’t likely to remember any of it, says Scott’s dentist, Leon Roisman of the Dental Plus Dental Group in Pasadena, Calif. Roisman has used the approach on an estimated 500 patients in the last year and a half.

Being oblivious to what’s transpired in the dental chair is the beauty of the approach, according to Scott. “The next thing I knew, I was home,” she says. “It was totally an answer to a prayer.”

Safety concerns
But not everyone thinks oral conscious sedation is a gift from heaven. And the problems may go beyond the difficulties an escort could face in getting the drugged patient to the office willingly and injury-free, some say.

The American Dental Association doesn’t take issue with dentists administering a single dose of Halcion or similar drugs like Valium. However, the group is concerned about multiple doses that could potentially give patients too much of a drug, causing them to be overly sedated—possibly even unconscious.

‘Because there is such a wide variability in how rapidly or how slowly patients absorb drugs by the oral route, the ADA believes there is increasing potential for sedating patients to a level that is deeper than the dentist intended.’

ó Joel Weaver
dentist and ADA spokesperson

Patients metabolize pills differently, so some may not become adequately sedated right away. “It may take 20 minutes, it may take an hour, it may take two hours,” says ADA spokesperson Joel Weaver, a professor of clinical anesthesiology at Ohio State University.

That’s in sharp contrast to inhaled or intravenous sedation, where the effects are almost instantaneous.

Weaver says a dentist who gives multiple pills may cause an overdose if all the medicine kicks in at once.

“Because there is such a wide variability in how rapidly or how slowly patients absorb drugs by the oral route, the ADA believes there is increasing potential for sedating patients to a level that is deeper than the dentist intended,” he says.

Compounding the problem, most dentists arenít trained in the use of intravenous sedation, so they donít have the appropriate equipment and skills to quickly and effectively reverse an overdose of pills in an unconscious patient, he says.

But Roisman maintains that oral conscious sedation does not pose such danger, and he’s given as many as five Halcion pills to patients during dental sessions that may last as long as six or seven hours ó allowing for multiple procedures that otherwise might require several office visits.

“It is a very, very safe drug,” he says, and patients are carefully monitored during procedures to make sure their heart rate is healthy and enough oxygen is pumping through their bodies.

Posted by bbeard on 09/30 at 10:18 AM
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I’m doing my part to stop unsolicited mail.

Are you?

I’m mad as hell!  Can’t you tell?

I received an email many many months ago that had been forwarded many times.  This email proposed a solution to junk (snail) mail senders.  The idea proposed that you stuff all of their crap the postage paid envelope that the senders gives you.  Once the senders start realize that they are paying for postage in both directions from millions of recipients, they might start being a little more conservative with their solicitations.

This week I stuffed three envelopes from Capital One, AT&T, and Bank One back into their self addressed postage paid envelopes and sent them back.

I only hope that the company doesn’t activate the preapproved applications that they sent me!

I’ll report back what, if any, response I get.

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Wednesday, September 29, 2004

hey p

whatever hapened to those baby advents of yours?

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take some time to read

This is from a man, Bruce Vincent, from Montana who received an award from the President.  He writes:

I’ve written the following narrative to chronicle the day of the award ceremony in DC.  I’m still working on a press release but the White House press corps has yet to provide a photo to go with it.  When the photo comes I’ll ship it out. When you get done reading this you’ll
understand the dilemma I face in telling this story beyond my circle of close friends.


The moment with the President in the Oval Office was incredible.  I want to protect the memory because it was an intensely private moment between two men.  At the same time I’d like to share it on a broader scale because I’d like others to know what I know about the man sitting at the desk in the Oval Office.

For now, I’ll just tell it to you folks.

As you know, our efforts concerning the reintroduction of our rural, resource providing cultures to the ever more urbane society of our nation has been honored with an award from the President and First Lady Bush.

Nominated by the Forest Service for the first ever Preserve America President’s Award, was our cultural exchange program Provider Pals T and our restoration of an abandoned CCC built Forest Service ranger station
(Raven Ranger Station) for use as a learning center for students from throughout the nation that are now engaged in our cultural exchange.

The award was given at a White House ceremony on Monday, May 3. Guests at the East Room ceremony (the Rose Garden was going to be used but it rained) included Secretary of Interior Gorton, Secretary of
Agriculture Venneman, Undersecretary Mark Rey, Chief Bosworth, President’s Advisory Council for Preserve America, and others. 

The East Wing was closed to the public for the event and those who attended enjoyed brunch and live chamber music.

Provider Pals T was able to bring members of our board of directors, staff from our partner Communities for a Great Northwest, our Kootenai Forest Supervisor and Forest Archaeologist, and two officials from our major sponsor Ford Motor Company. Thankfully, I was also able to bring PJ and all four children. 

In the East Room, Secretaries Venneman and Gorton
spoke as did First Lady Bush and Preserve America’s Chairman John Nau.

The First Lady then gave autographed copies of a White House book to award winners in this ceremony and posed for pictures. When the ceremony concluded, the First Lady stayed for a bit in the Green Room and chatted and posed for pictures.  She was then escorted outside to meet the
President and board a Marine One helicopter waiting to whisk them off to the airport.

For me, however, the biggest event of the day had already happened when the East Room Ceremony started up. 

While the East Room ceremony was being prepared, the four national award winners and the entities that nominated them were taken to the Oval Office for the official award
presentation by President Bush and First Lady Bush.  There were eight of us in total.

Stepping into the Oval Office, each of us was introduced to the President and Mrs. Bush. We shook hands and participated in small talk.  When the President was told that we were from Libby, Montana, I reminded him that Marc Racicot is our native son and the President offered his warm thoughts about Governor Racicot.


I have to tell you, I was blown away by two things upon entering the office.  First, the Oval Office sense of ‘place’ is unreal.  The President later shared a story of Russian President Putin entering the room prepared to tackle the President in a tough negotiation and upon entering the atheist muttered his first words to the President and they were “Oh, my God.” I concurred.  I could feel the history in my bones. 

Second, the man that inhabits the office engaged me with a firm handshake and a look that can only be described as penetrating.  Warm, alive, fully engaged, disarmingly penetrating.  I was admittedly concerned about meeting
the man.  I think all of us have an inner hope that the most powerful man in our country is worthy of the responsibility and authority that we bestow upon them through our vote. I admit that part of me was afraid that I would be let down by the moment—that the person and the place could not meet the lofty expectations of my fantasy world.  This says nothing about my esteem for President Bush but just my practical realization that reality may not match my ‘dream.’

Once inside the office, President Bush got right down to business and, standing in front of his desk, handed out the awards one at a time while posing for photos with the winners and Mrs. Bush.

With the mission accomplished, the President and Mrs. Bush relaxed and initiated a lengthy, informal conversation about a number of things with our entire small group.  He and the First Lady talked about such things
as the rug in the office.  It is traditionally designed by the First Lady to make a statement about the President, and Mrs. Bush chose a brilliant yellow sunburst pattern to reflect ‘hope.’

President Bush talked about the absolute need to believe that with hard work and faith in God there is every reason to start each day in the Oval Office with hope.

He and the First Lady were asked about the impact of the Presidency on their marriage and, with an arm casually wrapped around Laura, he said that he thought the place may be hard on weak marriages but that it had the ability to make strong marriages even stronger and that he was
blessed with a strong one.

When asked what the biggest challenge of the Presidency was, he talked about the daily frustration of partisan politics.  ‘This from a politician,’ he said.  He said that when he was elected he promised that he would do in DC what he had done in Texas and that was build alliances and coalitions that bridged party lines in order to move the nation forward. 

He had quickly learned that there are those in the nation’s
capital that would rather see the nation dismantled than work together to achieve a common good.  That, he said is a bitter and continuing disappointment.

The President talked about the artwork and other items of interest in the room.  For instance the desk he uses is the one that was given to the US by Queen Victoria and used by FDR and JFK.  In fact FDR had a front panel added to the desk to cover the mid section because FDR did not want the country to know he was in a wheelchair. 

President Bush laughed and said, “My how things have changed, FDR hid a wheelchair and if I eat a pretzel and get a tingle in my arm it’s front page news around the globe.”

That little desk faux front is hinged by the way, and is the door that we all have seen John-John sticking his head from behind in the famous photo of JFK at work.

The President also noted that much of the artwork in the office is from Texas or about Texas.  He said that it made sense for him to have it in his office because Texas is part of who he is. 

He talked about family and place and faith helping to build the person you end up being and noted that the Oval Office reflected who he is.  He noted that it would be a mistake to come to the Oval Office and entertain a mission to ‘find yourself.’ He said that with all of the pressures and responsibilities that go with the job, you’d best know who you are when you put your name plate on the desk in the Oval Office.  He said he knows who he is and now America has had four years to learn about who he is.  If they like what they see, he may have another four years. If not, then he may be going back to Texas.

After about 30 or 35 minutes, it was time to go.  By then we were all relaxed and I felt as if I had just had an excellent visit with a friend.

The President and First Lady made one more pass down the line of awardees, shaking hands and offering congratulations.  When the President shook my hand I said, “thank you Mr. President and God bless you and your family.”

He was already in motion to the next person in line, but he stopped abruptly, turned fully back to me, gave me a piercing look, renewed the vigor of his handshake and said, “Thank you—and God bless you and yours as well.”

On our way out of the office we were to leave by the glass doors on the West side of the office.  I was the last person in the exit line. As I shook his hand one final time, President Bush said, “I’ll be sure to tell Marc hello and give him your regards.” I then did something that surprised even me.  I said to him, “Mr. President, I know you are a
busy man and your time is precious.  I also know you to be a man of strong faith and have a favor to ask you.” As he shook my hand he looked me in the eye and said, “Just name it.”

I told him that my step-Mom was at that moment in a hospital in Kalispell, Montana, having a tumor removed from her skull and it would mean a great deal to me if he would consider adding her to his prayers that day.

He grabbed me by the arm and took me back toward his desk as he said, “So that’s it.  I could tell that something is weighing heavy on your heart today.  I could see it in your eyes. This explains it.” From the top drawer of his desk he retrieved a pen and a note card with his seal on it and asked, “How do you spell her name?”

He then jotted a note to her while discussing the importance of family and the strength of prayer. When he handed me the card, he asked about the surgery and the
prognosis. I told him we were hoping that it is not a recurrence of an earlier cancer and that if it is they can get it all with this surgery. 

He said, “If it’s okay with you, we’ll take care of the prayer right now.  Would you pray with me?” I told him yes and he turned to the staff that remained in the office and hand motioned the folks to step back or leave.

He said, “Bruce and I would like some private time for a prayer.” As they left he turned back to me and took my hands in his.  I was prepare to do a traditional prayer stance—standing with each other with heads bowed.
Instead, he reached for my head with his right hand and pulling gently forward, he placed my head on his shoulder.  With his left arm on my mid back, he pulled me to him in a prayerful embrace.  He started to pray softly.  I started to cry.  He continued his prayer for Loretta and for God’s perfect will to be done.  I cried some more.  My body shook a bit as I cried and he just held tighter.  He closed by asking God’s blessing on Loretta and the family during the coming months.  I stepped away from our embrace, wiped my eyes, swiped at the tears I’d left on his shoulder,
and looked into the eyes of our President.  I thanked him as best I could and told him that me and my family would continue praying for he and his.

As I write this account down and reflect upon what it means, I have to tell you that all I really know is that his simple act left me humbled and believing.  I so hoped that the man I thought him to be was the man that he is.  I know that our nation needs a man such as this in the Oval Office.

George W. Bush is the real deal.  I’ve read Internet stories about the President praying with troops in hospitals and other such uplifting accounts.  Each time I read them I hope them to be true and not an Internet perpetuated myth. 

This one, I know to be true. I was there. He is real.  He has a pile of incredible stuff on his plate each day—and yet he is tuned in so well to the here and now that he ‘sensed’
something heavy on my heart.  He took time out of his life to care, to share, and to seek God’s blessing for my family in a simple man-to-man, father-to-father, son-to-son, husband-to-husband, Christian-to-Christian prayerful embrace.

He’s not what I had hoped he would be.  He is, in fact, so very, very much more

Posted by bbeard on 09/29 at 07:37 PM
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Top 10 Reasons Hurricane Season is Like Christmas

10. Decorating the house (boarding up windows)
9. Dragging out boxes that haven’t been used since last season (camping gear, flashlights)
8. Last minute shopping in crowded stores
7. Regular TV shows pre-empted for “specials”
6. Family coming to stay with you
5. Family and friends from out-of-state calling
4. Buying food you don’t normally buy...and in large quantities
3. Days off from work
2. Candles

And the number one reason Hurricane Season is like Christmas…

1. At some point you know you’re going to have a tree in your house!

Posted by SerQet on 09/29 at 11:38 AM
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2 itallian women released

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after negotiations and a safe return it is rumored that the itallian government paid the ransom of 1,000,000. ( one Million) for both women.  a bargan according to http://www.humanforsale.com/

Posted by bbeard on 09/29 at 10:00 AM
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think we should get the hint?

ok folks, with all of the stories in the told testimate such as soddem and gamorah..... i want to leave you with this.

since our foundation as a nation in the wee years of the 1700’s we have at almost ever step wedged God out of our society.  now with all of the destruction via hurricans and impending earthquaqes and volcanic eruptions maybe we should reconsider.

SEATTLE - The lava dome in the crater of Mount St. Helens apparently is growing, possibly a new sign of an impending eruption, a top volcano scientist said Wednesday.

ěThere seems to be some movement in the lava dome,î Jeff Wynn, chief scientist at the U.S. Geological Surveyís Cascade Volcano Observatory in Vancouver, Wash.

The pressure could come either from a buildup of gases within the 8,364-foot volcano, which erupted with devastating force in 1980, or from molten rock moving into the dome, Wynn said. The volcano began stirring again last week.

Seth Moran, a seismologist at the observatory, estimated the initial movement at four centimeters, about an inch and a half.

INTERACTIVE

ď Rising from the ashes
Life returns to Mount St. Helens

Wynn said the movement ěsort of suggests that weíre getting closerî to an eruption that could hurl rocks and ash a few thousand feet into the air.

He emphasized that the estimates were highly preliminary and inexact because there is only one measuring device on the dome, estimating scientists will need about 48 hours to interpret the data more clearly.

Scientists were keeping a close eye on the 925-foot-tall dome of hardened lava that has grown inside the crater since the May 18, 1980, eruption that blew the top off the mountain.

Swarms of tiny earthquakes ó more than 1,000 since the mountain began stirring on Thursday ó have gradually increased, cranking up to a level not seen since 1986, when the volcanoís last dome-building eruption occurred.

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Antipsychotic shows schizotypal personality disorder promise

Preliminary study findings suggest olanzapine may be effective for the treatment of schizotypal personality disorder (SPD).

Noting that “genetic, clinical, and neurobehavioral data support the hypothesis that SPD may be a schizophrenia-spectrum disorder,” Matcheri Keshavan and colleagues from the University of Pittsburgh Medical Center in Pennsylvania, USA, proposed that antipsychotic drugs, similar to those used in the treatment of schizophrenia, may be effective for the treatment of SPD.

To investigate, the team conducted an open-label study in which 11 patients with SPD were treated with a low dose of olanzapine, at an average of 9.32 mg/day, for 26 weeks.

At the end of the study, scores on the Brief Psychiatric Rating Scale (BPRS), the Hamilton Rating Scale for Depression, the Overt Aggression Scale, and the Global Assessment of Symptoms (GAS) were all significantly improved compared with pre-treatment scores.

Significant improvements were seen in positive and negative symptoms, depressive symptoms, and in overall level of functioning. Analysis indicated that the average reductions in total BPRS and GAS scores were 31% and 28%, respectively.

None of the participants experienced extrapyramidal symptoms, but weight gain was observed in eight patients, with five gaining more than 7% body weight. Two patients lost weight during the study.

The researchers report in the journal Schizophrenia Research that “the encouraging results observed in this pilot, open-label study suggest the need for larger, controlled clinical trials of atypical antipsychotic drugs in the treatment of SPD.”

They stress the clinical importance of their findings given that patients with SPD are at an increased risk of subsequently developing schizophrenia or related psychotic disorders.

“It is an intriguing question as to whether early treatment of SPD with antipsychotics may reduce such a risk,” Keshavan et al conclude.

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Tuesday, September 28, 2004

construction

ill be adding some photos of past remodeling jobs to the gallery soon.  ill try to shop them so every image will contain before and after

B

Posted by bbeard on 09/28 at 06:10 PM
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U.S. soldiers’ blogs detail life in Iraq

This article in [url=http://www.msnbc.com]http://www.msnbc.com[/url] is a real eye-opener for those who want to read what real soldiers are experiencing in Iraq.  http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6115600/

A couple of blogs to view - http://cbftw.blogspot.com/ http://docinthebox.blogspot.com http://www.daggerjag.blogspot.com

Posted by Nuttshell on 09/28 at 11:36 AM
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new material for chaka khan

LOS ANGELES - The 25-year-old son of Grammy-winning R&B singer Chaka Khan has been arrested for murder after shooting another man while they fought over a gun, Los Angeles police said Monday.

Damien Patrick Holland was taken into custody after the shooting, which took place shortly before midnight Friday at an apartment in south Los Angeles, Sgt. Catherine Plows said.

ěDuring a fight involving the victim and the suspect, a struggle for control of a gun resulted in it discharging,î Plows said in a written statement. ěThe bullet struck the victim, who was transported to a local hospital where he died as a result of his injury.î

Police said the victim was 17 but did not identify him and declined to comment further on the case pending an investigation.

The television program ěCelebrity Justice,î which provided first word of the arrest, said the shooting took place at the apartment complex where Holland lived and that the weapon was a high-powered rifle apparently found on the roof of a nearby building. It added that bail was set for $1 million and that Hollandís father was long divorced from Khan.

Khan, born Yvette Marie Stevens, is best known for her hits îI Feel for Youî and ěIím Every Woman.î

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Our “leaders” in ‘Drag’

For some reason my cousin didn’t post this.

Some photographer somewhere caught the leaders of the Free World, enjoying life with their hair down.


Posted by SPN on 09/28 at 09:22 AM
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Rainbow Bridge

This is for my sweet Max-Boy who went to Rainbow Bridge last night.
I miss him so much already. 

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown…

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Saturday, September 25, 2004

How much are you worth?

I’m worth exactly $2,082,260.00

How about you?

http://www.humanforsale.com/

Posted by SPN on 09/25 at 03:29 PM
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Friday, September 24, 2004

A Day In The Life of Joe Republican

Joe gets up at 6:00am to prepare his morning coffee. He fills his pot
full of good clean drinking water because some liberal fought for minimum
water quality standards.

He takes his daily medication with his first swallow of coffee. His
medications are safe to take because some liberal fought to insure
their safety and work as advertised.

All but $10.00 of his medications are paid for by his employers medical
plan because some liberal union workers fought their employers for paid
medical insurance, now Joe gets it too because his employer needs to
offer competitive benefits to hire the best people.

Joe prepares his morning breakfast, bacon and eggs this day. Joe’s
bacon is safe to eat because some liberal fought for laws to regulate the meat
packing industry.

Joe takes his morning s! hower reaching for his shampoo. His bottle is
properly labeled with every ingredient and the amount of its contents
because some liberal fought for his right to know what he was putting
on his body and how much it contained.

Joe dresses, walks outside and takes a deep breath. The air he breathes
is clean because some tree hugging liberal fought for laws to stop
industries from polluting our air.

Joe drives to work in one of the safest cars in the world because some
liberal fought to raise safety standards and emission controls.

Joe begins his work day; he has a good job with good pay, medical
benefits, retirement, paid holidays and vacation because some liberal union
members fought and died for these working standards. Joe’s employer pays these
standards because Joe’s employer doesn’t want his employees to call the
union. If Joe is hurt on the job or becomes unemployed he’ll get a
worker compensation or unemp! loyment check because some Liberal didn’t think he
should lose his home because of his temporary misfortune.

Its noon time, Joe needs to make a Bank Deposit so he can pay some
bills.  Joe’s deposit is federally insured by the FSLIC up to $100,000 because
some liberal wanted to protect Joe’s money from greedy, unscrupulous bankers
like the ones who ruined the banking system before the depression.

Joe needs to pay his Fannie Mae underwritten Mortgage and his below
market federal student loan because some liberal decided that Joe and the
government would be better off if he was educated and earned more money
over his life-time.

Joe is home from work. He plans to visit his father this evening at his
farm home in the country. He arrives at his boyhood home. He was the
third generation to live in the house financed by Farmers Home Administration
because bankers didn’t want to make rural loans. The house didn’t have
electric until some big government liberal stuck his nose where it
didn’t belong and demanded rural electrification. (Those rural Republican’s
might still be sitting in the dark!)

He is happy to see his dad who is now retired. His dad lives on Social
Security and his union pension because some liberal made sure he could
take care of himself so Joe wouldn’t have to. After his visit with dad he
gets back in his car for the ride home.

He turns on a radio talk show, the host keeps saying that liberals are
bad and conservatives are good. (He doesn’t tell Joe that his beloved
Republicans have fought against every protection and benefit Joe enjoys
throughout his day)

Joe agrees, “We don’t need those big government liberals ruining our
lives; after all, I’m a self made man who believes everyone should take care
of themselves, just like I have”.

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