Rediculous Facebook Posts

I saw two different post on Facebook today that just blew my mind. Sometimes, I wonder if people even think about what they put out there for the world to see. The first post read, “If Trump starts a new war then the people that voted for him should be drafted first.”

Seriously people! So what you’re saying is that if I get into a taxi and he has a wreck on the way to my house then I should be held responsible…after all, I was the one who chose that particular taxi and I was the one who told him where to go and maybe even told him which road to take. Therefore, I should be held responsible.

Many people I know voted for Trump because they believed in what he had to say. Just because you and I knew that he was a narcissistic buffoon with a 3 year old’s mentality, does not mean that everyone did.

The second post asks, “Should Obama be added to Mount Rushmore?”

What, what, WHAT?

What on earth would make you ask a question like that? Yes, he was the first black president. But let’s face it; that was just a matter of timing. It was time for, and right for America. There were much better choices…Condolezza Rice or Colin Powell come quickly to mind. But I wonder what people think actually gives him the privilege to live beside Lincoln, Jefferson, Washington and Roosevelt (I am not fully convinced that he should be there). Heck, Kennedy put a man on the moon and routed Russian aggression and yet did not earn an honored seat.

So let’s get real America and start rewarding or removing people based on their qualifications or lack thereof. People talk about term limits for congress. Why do we need them if we are doing our job properly? It’s simple; if someone is not doing the job we think they should then we must not vote them in again.

For those of us that do not believe in Trump or his message, it is our job to convince our neighbor why and vote him out of office.

But with respect and not hatred. My wife and I do not agree on half the decisions we make yet we are still happily married after 42 years. Sometimes I even get to win.

My Wife

9/21/2017 was my wife and my 42nd anniversary.

 

You glide gently through the seasons

Disguised by your maturity

But you can’t hide away from me

You carefree laughing girl of youth

Your eyes dance through my soul

Your love caresses my heart

Your lips kiss away my burdens

Your smile unleashes my dreams

I have known you throughout the ages

Yet you surprise me each new day

 

Happy Mother’s Day

Let me start by saying that being a mother has to be the hardest and possibly the most thankless job in the world.

Just take a look at what the average mom will go through in the 6570 days (18 years) until her brood finally leaves home. But can she rest then…No. Then her work really starts after they return home with grandchildren.

Meals cooked – 3 times per day @ 60 minutes per meal = 821.25 Days

Dishes washed – being conservative to say once a day for 30 minutes = 136.875 days

Laundry – once per week @ 6 hours = 234.65 days

Grocery Shopping – once per week @ 3 hours 117.32 days

Being a doctor to colds, mumps, measles, teenage depression, husband’s bad day at work…etc. – 273.75 days

Sleep – 6 hours per night if she is lucky – 1642.5

Cleaning up the mess around the house – Vacuuming, dusting, mopping, picking up dirty underwear stuffed under the kid’s bed. – 547.5 days

That works out to be 3773.84 Days

That leaves 2796 days or (DRUM ROLL PLEASE)

2.39 hours per day… to work her full time job of 40 hours a week

So this is for you dear mother

 

Mother

You are the strength and determination

That keeps the gears of life greased

With your inspiration

You are the compassion, the forgiveness

The hope, the love

The dreams fulfilled

You are the safe haven

Those happy memories

The joy, the life, the beginning

You are the sleepless, scared and scarred

The comforter of the sick and week

You are without complaint

You are

Mother

 

Jerry Brotherton

The Backyard Poet

http://www.thebackyardpoet.com

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