An Experiment

For now, I am going to try an interesting experiment.  Until I decide to stop, whenever I post on this blog, I will avoid the use of contractions.

Or, to put it in the words of my daughter, I will be using Data-speak.

From what I have been able to find out, contractions were not used much before the twentieth century.  It would be fascinating to go back in time to see the opinions educators gave on the use of contractions, and just how many accusations of laziness were shouted out over their use.

I could easily see my third grade teacher, Mrs. Haines, penalizing children for their use of contractions.  Mainly because she was a very hate-filled and incompetent teacher.  She was also ignorant and vainglorious, but I digress.

I will have to do another post concerning incompetent teachers, provided I feel led to write such a post.

That is all for now.

Peace be unto you.

Just Something I Want To Say

I have come across situations out there where people post some of the most thoughtless and stupid stuff on social media and one sentence seems to cover what I want to say to some of them, be they friends, relatives and others I do not know at all.

"We do not have a difference of opinion.  We have a difference of morality."

Those of you who support the fascist currently in power, it is taking all of my restraint to keep from wishing you an interesting life.  To be honest, however, I do not have to.  He is doing everything in his power to get you there - not to mention the rest of us.

To those of you who do not understand Chinese curses, do not bother asking.  It should be self-explanatory.

To those of you who are Christians, yet have your right arms up in that rigid salute for your fascist, do you even read the New Testament?  I have come across atheists over the years who are better read on the Bible than a lot of Christians are.  A lot of you will never deal with them, but if you do, you had better hope you do not come across one who also happens to be a Bible scholar.  He or she will verbally eviscerate you.

The tales of the illegal immigrant children being separated from their parents should have been a wake-up call for those who call themselves servants of Jesus Christ.  For a lot of people, both Christian and non-Christian, it has been.  But way too many Evangelical Christians seem to have the thought, "But they are here illegally," and think that absolves them from thinking ill of their leader.

Sympathy apparently is conditional, after all.  How many of you cannot hear the sound of crying in your minds?  How many of you just think "Oh, well, they are only wetbacks?"

How many of you are closeted sociopaths?  I bet that there is a lot more of you out there than will admit it.  I used to think that I was, but my empathy is too strong.  You cannot be a sociopath if you have empathy for any and all others and their problems and concerns.

Keep in mind that if you choose to be blind to the sufferings of those from other races, creeds and nationalities, then you may well be a sociopath.

I can hear the cries of the children in my mind, and it bothers me.  It is a problem that did not exist until the man in the White House created it.  He owns this and it will be a part of his legacy.

Besides, I do not know about you, but as long as the president himself employs illegal aliens at his Florida property, then I really do not want to hear him whining about the problem.

I know, I know.  IOIYAR.  Hypocrisy is just fine, as long as you are a Republican.  That was why a lot of Republicans wanted to hang President Bill Clinton from the tallest tree because he was immoral, yet ignored some of their own party members who were even more immoral.

A difference in morality, indeed.

I need to calm down.  After all, I do not believe in worrying, and I put my faith in Jesus Christ.

There is a reason why a lot of Christians pray for the sheltering hands of God to protect them.

That is all for now.

Peace be unto you.