This morning I’m in the northwest corner of my bedroom, (or is it the southeast?)…I’ve built a fortress out of my comforter and pillows and covered it with raincoats in case the roof falls in. I guess I should actually be hunkered down in the bathtub but I don’t get as good a reception on my 400 channel weather radio. I have a couple of juice boxes and some spaghetti-O’s if I’m trapped here past dinner time. This may be my last transmission until later in the day, …being on a dead end street it will probably take the President longer to get to me so I probably ought to take a quick pee break before the next round of terror from the skies. Yes, I am being silly but not as silly as those who really think that the folks in charge are gonna come marching down your street if the power goes out or a tree or two falls in your yard. You would think based on the recent advertisements by the “folks in charge” (that’s btw the government, not you) that they drive down your street, watch your house from the air, ….. and go thru your garbage to make sure you are getting the proper amount of fruits and vegetables in your diet. But the truth is they are not, and nobody from Washington is coming to your house in a row boat to save you and your pets if the damn breaks. In fact for my friends who are going to check the box next to young Mr. Carter or Mrs. Nunn, I suggest you give their office a call right now and ask them if they can give you a ride to work to keep you from having to stand in the rain at the bus stop. Although the last few years of Dads life he could no longer tell you what year it was or whether he had breakfast (getting hit by a tractor trailer will do that to you) he could still recount the stories of his life from his very early years until a few weeks before his accident. One of my favorites was how he went to the office of Dr. Bonner, MD in Roanoke and had his tonsils taken out. Dad said he was given a local anesthesia and so he was awake while the procedure was done and he was lying on a leather chaise. Afterward he spent the night there at the office (which had a few hospital beds) and went home the next day. He said he even got to watch the procedure done on his cousin a few weeks later. Dad was always telling me about chewing certain plants to get rid of a headache, pouring kerosene on a “cut foot” or….his favorite…. “sleeping cold is good for you ,…never want to have the place too hot”. Now, I’m not saying that “modern medicine” and all the new gadgets we have haven’t helped us,….but have they given us a false sense of security because they “tell us” they have everything under control? Here is a little “piece to chew on”….how come the police don’t get there (usually) until after the crime? How about the Fire Department?....they ever get there and wait for the fire to start? And here’s one for today,….the weather folks they give us a pretty good idea of where the storms are going and when we might need to take cover,….but do they show up at our house to help us hunker down? There are always times when we are on our own, and as such it behooves us all to have a little clue how to take care of ourselves. Just a minute ago I had to go outside and move the cars around so Sharon could head to the Board of Education and in doing so I found out very quickly that the battery in my Jeep (that was blocking the way) had taken its last ride and had died during the night. Well, I didn’t sit and wait for AAA to show up,…I did what I was taught…I took the jeep out of gear, rolled it away from the carport and got Sharon on her way. The Jeep is now being charged by “jumping it” with cables from my other vehicle. I guess I could have left a message with Jason Carter, or Michelle Nunn or the President and then just held the old battery in my arms crying, “Whyyyyy?” but I’d rather get on with my writing, my morning and my breakfast. You can vote how you want, you can eat what you want for breakfast (for now anyway) and within reason you can sustain yourself and live your life as free men and women,…or you can sit and watch the box you live in get smaller and smaller as those who think they can handle all our problems take more and more control. I’ll see y’all on the off ramp…after I get this jeep running.
Posted on: Tue, 14 Oct 2014 12:20:04 +0000
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