Spoiled Brats

 It's pathetic how seemingly educated men can turn into spoiled brats. Watching this Iran "war" continue is like watching a sandbox full of naughty boys not getting what they want then throwing sand at one another. As soon as they get sand in their underwear, they get irritated and continue on with their idiocy. It amazes me how dumb some people can be.

Only this is a lot more serious, as the collateral damage continues to escalate, we lose more lives, economies struggle, and politicians do nothing. Rather than spending billions of dollars on weaponry, how about spending our hard-earned tax dollars on cancer research, and health care insurance for everyone?!

As for you Mr. Trump, you can't even keep the reflection pool clean. 

   

Primary Elections: Or Horse Pucky as Usual

New York State just had their primary election for NY Congressional District 25. I cannot vote in any primary election because New York state does not have open primaries. I refuse to register with any party because I vote for the person, not the party. To reiterate, I cannot vote in any primary election whether Democrat or Republican in the State of New York. This makes me very angry. It's undemocratic, skews the electorate, and robs people of their freedom of choice. 

Voting for our state and congressional representatives is a crucial voting right for all of us. How can closed voting (which is really what this is) be representative of the needs of our local community in a county or district? To top it off, our county and state officials wonder why there is low voter turnout. 

I think there needs to be a law in all states requiring open primaries for congressional and state offices. There are 14 other states whose laws require open primaries for both state and congressional positions. If they can do it why can't New York State?!

As a New York State tax paying citizen, I give the Horse Pucky Award to the state of New York for undemocratic primary practices, and very questionable political motives.  

   

The Joy of Great Grandchildren

 

There is nothing like a little boy to bring the magic and joy back into your life. I have been blessed with such a gift. It's been a long time since I posted to my Horse Pucky blog. Not sure why, just the swift passage of time, I suppose. This little man has become my inspirational muse.

Meet Johan and one of the family dogs, Norman. They are fast friends. Best pals. Trusted companions. There is nothing better or sweeter than a boy and his dog. Unless it's a boy and his Great Grammy. 

Office Manager

Ebby has been promoted to office manager. I've been demoted to scullery maid and door person.  That said, all the papers are filed except the two being guarded by my new assistant. She does a great job, don't you think? Next thing you know she'll want a raise.

Coffee with Ebby

Is it coffee with Ebby, or Ebby with coffee? In either case, morning java break is always interesting with this playful cat around. Have a great day everyone.