When the Apollo astronauts took the first step on the moon, a documentation thought it would be interesting to see what normal Americans were doing on that truly historic day.I recall a Montana horse wrangler investing his afternoon in training a range horse which I think about often as the old cowboy is probably tits up and the horse either was eaten by now by Europeans or eaten by magpies and yotes.
In this Age of Obama, it is always good to gauge the world and take solace in the perspective of real life.
I have next to my desk as I type these blogs, both a puppy who wrestles with me for space under this desk so my legs are always cramped up in pain and a brick chimney from years gone by. The chimney contains one of my favorite gifts from God in giving me perspective in a family of chimney swifts.
All through the day and deep into twilight I'm constantly serenaded by either sounds that are like a steam locomotive starting out or the raspy metal on metal scraping of those who would know what a sickle mower sounded like in gentle time pulled by horses.
I would bet 100 out of 100 Obama voters would be irritated by these constant sounds, be up their trying to get This Old House to remove them on PBS and be disgusted by the pile of dung, bird nest and other gifts I have to clean out every autumn.
These things delight me though, as much as the delight in they irritate an in law who goes crazy in those birds just swimming around through the air over his head or has problems with "food smells" in their home.
I listen constantly to this happy brood in knowing they are eating their weight in mosquitoes daily and pondering how they do not care when the Indians dance nor when Obama flaps his arms.
I have always thought if I was a bird, I would be a swallow of their family as they are the most happy creatures in nature. They get along with swarms of others, they are always chattering happy and they just know they were born to be swallows in flying.......and they love being who they are. Such contentment is a true gift compared to some animals and most people who are so uncomfortable in their own skins to make all those around them miserable.
The world would be a much better place if God had made swallows people and people swallows stuck in chimneys.
For swallows knowing exactly who they are, I also have a voice mail next to my desk which often enough has my head shaking in disbelief.
Yesterday I had two word message left for me which was from a typical American Obama voter. It was simply, "Hello Mother".
Now the voice mail is masculine, so it makes one wonder how on earth someone calling their mother would not recognize their mother's own voice and then their entire message on a Sunday morning was 2 words.
This happens often enough in a rather brain defunct woman phoned here from Atlanta leaving a message that she had arrived. Being a good Samaritan I returned the phone call informing her she had the wrong number and the people who were concerned about her never received the message.
No thanks from this woman, just a hang up for gratitude, and the typical state of the Obama voting American public who apparently can not even operate a speed dial correctly in getting a wrong number from that.
So should it be any surprise that Obama plunders America and is in the process of changing her, and Great Britain to a nation of gophers with shovels working for China or in Democrats in the Senate installing another rapist of United States Constitutional Law in Senora Sotomayer to join Ruth slaughter the undesirables Ginsburg.
None of this though bothers swallows in any form. They just go about their business being swallows, enjoy their God given lives and let the empirical destroyer of worlds, Barack Huxxxein Obama, rape economies, plunder treasuries, think the Obama family is royalty, operate as a dictator and ruin what millions of Americans fought, suffered, worked and died for.
These birds like my kindred have seen thugs of many colored skins, predators and storms destroy what others have built for thousands of years. Yet they remain and just ride on the waves of the wind above the struggle unseen.
Destroyers can not last nor can dictators as the meddling they do is a seed which eats and gives nothing in return but the rubble of the past.
So as the worst of this world get to new adjectives of "the" worst, as stupid people become even the most stupid, and as maniacs become more maniacal in destroying America, because they are too cowardly to put a bullet into their brains and transfer it onto millions of others to join the suffering of their company........
I have God. I have His Laws. I have little things of Everest proportions in little birds reminding me of the importance of the value of family and life.
Obama has a fat assed wife who is getting fatter as not even the White House can fill up the void in her, he is addicted to nicotine as life has nothing in it for him beyond destruction, his Queenie is a pompous brat, his Sloven is a bored child not appreciating America. He is surrounded by liars, thieves, baby butchers, sex perverts, Godless, drifting self indulgent people without a country, because they have no home inside of themselves for the soul God placed in them.
By God's Grace, I have more in one moment with God than Obama and his entire entourage has had in a combined existence of rapine.
I thank God for that and thank God I'm closer now to swallows as they have more humanity in them than the Obama majority combined.
You never see a swallow cracking her own eggs in aborticide or inviting a communist cat into her nest to eat her young.
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