I don’t waste my time watching cable news anymore. I believe the media is just as guilty as our politicians, contributing to the fear that is placed in the minds of the weak-minded who don’t bother to educate themselves on every day topics from Politics, Science and Religion and rely on those channels to do it for them, then we all wonder this country is so divided. They got us hating each other for ratings.
You have Fox News constantly bashing the Democrats and always have negative things to say even when there is good news. You have MSNBC constantly bashing Fox and who is just as guilty placing the same fear onto their viewers as well. CNN…well, they are still looking for that down Airliner from the summer off the coast of Australia.
If that is all that’s on everyone’s mind day in and day out, we might as well give up on the human race and it’s future. The last precious thoughts on my mind when it’s time to depart this earth will not be how in the hell did we get a black President or who is a real Christian or is there is such thing as climate change.
No…It will be how much I tried to better myself as a Husband, Father, Grand-father and Friend even at 52 years young. I will be thinking how I lived out my childhood dream as a Police Officer and how I did my part to keep my world safe. I will be thinking of happy times with family and friends over the years and how I tried to enjoy life the best I knew how.
I will be thinking how I never gave up on life when I had many reasons to do so growing up from a broken childhood. I will also be thinking how I would never regret anything I did in my life for If I did, would only mean I would want to change my life. If I done that, I would not have what I have today…My wife, my daughters and my grand children.
But my last thought as I take my last breath will not be wasted on an empty thought. It will be how much I loved and will miss my Queen should I depart this world before her. My point is this…We only live one Life and there are no do overs…Don’t waste it on hate!
I live in the same country as everyone else and I for one don’t believe our country is heading in the wrong direction because of one President or any President for that matter. It is CABLE NEWS and HATE RADIO that’s turning us Americans against each other over politics, religion, guns, our rights and Freedom day in and day out.
Always talking negative about everything, even when things are good. We as a country are better off than 6 years ago, that’s a FACT, but you wouldn’t know it because the cable news spend more time either bashing each other or forever pissing on good news. We have Republicans constantly bashing the Democrats, and the Democrats are just as guilty bashing back.
We can’t complain that nothing is getting done in Washington when we continue to vote in the same morons in Congress with an 8% approval rating, who by the way, are the very ones holding back our country from prospering, with Guarantee Paychecks, Great Health-Care and a HEFTY PENSION. Seems to me that those in Congress seem to be the biggest TAKERS of them all in this country and not the poor or the struggling middle class.
Getting paid to do absolutely nothing and never questioned by anyone from the 3 cable networks…Fox, MSNBC and CNN. Face it, cable news is anything but news anymore. They’ve become a political bully pulpit for the party they represent. MSNBC for Democrats and Fox for Republicans and CNN…well…CNN is still looking for that missing airliner in the Indian Ocean.
So I ask you…Are we that weak-minded and so uneducated as a nation that we rely on cable news to do all the thinking for us and then post what they say on Facebook as if it’s gospel? Remember, he who controls the media, control the minds of the people, and from reading my news feed on FB every morning over coffee, seems to be a reality.
But I have faith in the younger generation (young teens), they don’t fall for any of that nonsense. So I believe there is still HOPE for our country after all. By the way, please if you are guilty of this, stop referring to the President of The United States as a POS (Piece of Shit) on your Facebook….it’s not very Christian like for those who claim to be.
You think Jesus referred Pontius Pilate as a POS to his followers when he would preach? How would you like it if someone called you a POS as a Parent from those who never had children? Too many have an obsession over our President and need to get on with their lives. This post is not meant for any political debates of any kind, but your thoughts are welcomed.
I am just tired of cable news becoming anything but news. These are my thoughts…sorry to be off topic. I needed to post this. I am also sorry that I have not been writing any stories of 911 recently. I am planning my own retirement dinner for the 18th of October and it has taken all my spare time when my grandsons are picked up.
I will continue those stories very soon. For the moment, please share my blog to those who you feel that might be interested. I enjoy helping the silent ones who have hurt for so many year….Enjoy the weekend!!!
I will get to the point and share with you all you my thoughts and feelings about my childhood and what I went through up leading up to my final day living in the foster home. Only my Queen of 32 years know of my many stories I shared with you through my blog. I have recently found out that my daughters stopped reading my blog once they reached my experiences living in the foster home. I kind of thought they weren’t going to read them just the fact that they have young boys of their own, and as they both put it, couldn’t imagine the thought of ever treating their own children the way I was treated as a little boy.
When I was about fifteen, I always said to my then girlfriend Marsha that no matter what happens to me in life, someday I will have a family of my own, and my children would never know what it would be like to be abused by my hands, because I swore I would be the opposite of what I experienced when I was a little boy till my teens. My daughters had a happy childhood, and my wife was very much part of that also considering she came from a big loving family that I was so envy of. I never spoiled my girls, but I was and still is guilty of loving them so much that the word NO does not exist in my vocabulary.
They have wonderful responsible husbands who are also GREAT DAD’S!! I am also PROUD to say that both my son in-laws are fine and respected Police Officers in their community and very good at what they do. To Serve and Protect…that’s what we do best!! Now, Daddy’s Little Girl’s made me a Popi (Grand father) three times….all BOYS! May I also brag that we have a Beautiful step Grand daughter as well! So I can safely say that I kept my promise as a young teen of being the best loving Dad one can be to his children…something I never experienced in my childhood.
As for my parents leaving my oldest sister Gloria to watch over a family of eight so they could be doing whatever is they were doing was way beyond my comprehension for a five-year old. I recently obtained some records of our family history of our stay at St. Michael’s Orphanage Home. After reading a report typed by a therapist at the orphanage who interviewed both my parents separately, my mother and father gave their reasoning about why they couldn’t care for their own children and left us alone countless times only to have my oldest sister watch over us and be the main disciplinary figure in the household, was not only poor excuses that they came up with, but pathetic as well. The risk they both took not caring for us as responsible parents was insane as well as dangerous.
As for living at St. Michael’s Home I can only say this. I remember my time there before being placed in the foster home with my younger brother Timmy. I also remember going to pre school and church every Sunday. I remember being with my brother Dennis who was a year younger than me a lot more than the rest of my family. I also remember the names of my counselors, Mr. John and Mr. Jack. I remember going to Palisades Amusement Park in up state New York back in 1968. I always remember my real mother visiting us every Sunday. When she didn’t show up, my oldest sister Gloria did. I remember sitting on my dad’s lap as he would let us all take turns steer his car around the parking lot at St. Michael’s.
I remember enough living in the orphanage home. As a five-year old, I didn’t understand much as to why we were placed there , but can honestly say I really never had any bad memories that stayed in my mind as I gotten older. To be honest, I was just fine living there. I got along with the other children I shared the dormitory with and I had a roof over my head and never had to fight over bowls, spoons and dishes as I did with my brothers when we were living in the projects. Not only that, we ate three meals a day and snacks after dinner! I was very happy living at St. Michael’s home until the day back in 1968, when this family came looking to be potential foster parents and wanted a little foster child, found out that I was to be part of the package deal.
My thoughts and feelings on that as well as my eight years living with them will be posted Saturday evening.