Think about the pumpkins before criticizing liberals.
well for one, SANITY was more commonplace than it is today, AND dimocrats actually put the country FIRST before votes politics. Ah, the 'good ol' days!!!
The realization that liberalism has destoryed the Judeo-Christian work ethic and every day wastes their money and has nothing for their kids and charity.
There are many that are "so profound and disgusting, that decorum prohibits listing them here."
Libertarians...
...taste like chicken.
I wouldn't blame the excessive safety conciousness on liberals...its them lawyers and big payouts that did it....you cannot buy anything today without a tome of safety warnings....
I've learned several foreign languages from reading the 100 or so warnings that manufactures have to stick on everything to protect themselves.
Horror of horrors, tinsel used to be made out of real LEAD! Of course none of us thought to chew on it. It sort of reminded one of real icicles and it didn't flap and fall off in the least bit of breeze. Keep your shiny dental floss and give me real tinsel any old Christmas time.
Think about the pumpkins before criticizing liberals.
Tonight I could have used a power saw to open the plastic container of video cables.
As a teenager in the '60s we would receive probably 2 or 3 presents at Christmas.
When our kids were young, that number jumped to 5 or 6 gifts under the tree.
Now the grandkids have 5 or 6 from me, and 5 or 6 from GrandmaThreePuttin.
Gotta be the damn Libs making us give more to the kids. <.sarc>
Well, 3 weeks ago I was scheduled to spend Christmas with my girlfriend's family in San Luis Obispo. Turns out, when her dad asked about me, my girlfriend told him that I was a former Navy and airline pilot, which apparently led to a discussion on whether or not I was a "warmonger".
My now ex-girlfriend told her folks that I was a Bush supporter, which led to her telling me that during Christmas day, I should avoid politics because her parents were Kerry-supporting liberals. I made a crack (joking) that if her parents were dumb enough to support John Kerry, that I hoped she was adopted.
Yada, yada, yada, and Pukin is spending Christmas all alone.
But at least, the X-Box 360 that I purchased so she could give it to her little brother is now on E-bay, and I didnt have to spend a dime on her at all. She's called 3 times asking me to reconcile, but I think she (and my big mouth) did me a favor.
Who needs a woman at Christmas when you have beer?
Liberals invented the internet.
None.
Christmas is about the Christ; liberals are about nothing except that which is immoral or anti-American.
The thing that drives my friends crazy (those who have kids) are the TEN MILLION TWISTIE-TIES that fasten every single toy to its packaging. What in God's name are they worried about? Structural fatigue from the vibration as it's rocket-launched through max-Q to orbital velocity? What's next, rivets? It's a TOY, for crying out loud!
Merry Christmas!
Liberalism and its pleasure-principle, what's-in-it-for-me myopia have produced high(er) divorce rates, which means we now spend 4-5 days every Christmas running to and from various 'homes' to see parent A/stepparent A and parent B/stepparent B while also attempting to coordinate the comings and goings of nieces and nephews who are being shuttled between their own divorced parents (my in-laws) who are only 32 years old.
Gift exchanges are a forced march (albeit a fast one) devoid of spontaneity, togetherness or appreciation as the rush is on to get to the next venue and satisfy adults (who should know better) and their egos. A sit-down Christmas dinner is an impossibility under these conditions.
Christmas is really about the kids, etc. but harried parents dropping the reins completely while the kids swing from the rafters shouldn't be part of the equation.
Somehow we work a church service into the mix.
Back home at last, my wife and I squeeze our Christmas into about 2 hours after all the go-go-go madness. We actually enjoy ourselves, put some music on and/or a Christmas special DVD (Charlie Brown in both cases), have a coffee and try to keep the whole thing in perspective. We usually succeed and promise ourselves that next year will be different...but it never is. Perhaps we'll miss the commotion one day but put us in the 'we've lost Christmas to commercialism' camp.