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How a Crock of Shit Becomes Policy

Ever wonder how things can get so screwed up. Is it a lack of communication? Consider the following story….. 

In the beginning was the plan 
And then came the assumptions 
And the assumptions were without form 
And the plan was completely without substance 
And the darkness was upon the faces of the Workers 
And they spoke unto their Group Heads, saying: 
"It is a crock of shit and it stinketh". 
And the Group Heads went unto their Section Heads and sayeth: 
"It is a pail of dung, and none may abide the odour thereof' ..” 
And the Section Heads went unto their Managers and sayeth to them: 
"It is a container of excrement, and it’s aroma very strong, 
. Such that none here may abide by it". 
And the managers went unto their Director and sayeth unto him: 
"It contains that which aids plant growth, and it’s fragrance is very powerful". 
And the Director went unto the Assistant Deputy Minister 
and sayeth unto him: 
"It promoteth growth, and it is very powerful". 
And the A.D.M. went unto the Deputy Minister and sayeth unto him: 
"This powerful new plan will actively promote the growth and 
Efficiency of the Department, and this area in particular". 
And the Deputy Minister looked upon the plan, 
And saw that it 'was good’. 

And this is how a crock of shit becomes policy. 

Now you might wonder how something like the above can actually take place. Well consider the following story……. 

When the human body was first made, all of its parts had a meeting. 

They all agreed there had to be a leader, a boss, to make sure everything ran smoothly. 

First the brain spoke up saying he should be boss cuz he coordinated every function. 

But the heart objected saying if it wasn't for him constantly pumping life's blood to every part, nothing could happen. 

Then the lungs interjected, "I should be boss cuz I supply the oxygen necessary for the blood to be viable. 

"Wait a minute," responded the liver. "I make sure the blood and other vital fluids are healthy constantly cleansing them of toxins and poisons. 

Even the spleen extolled it should be boss cuz he was the one who actually manufactured enough blood so the body could function. 

This went on and on with the arms, legs, kidneys, stomach, eyes, teeth and all the other parts putting in their arguments why they should be boss. 

Then when all thought the debate was over, the "asshole" boastfully bellowed, "I demand to be boss!" 

Upon hearing that, all the other body parts broke out into loud laughter at that "absurd" idea. 

Taken aback by that harsh rebuke of his demand, the asshole puckered up refusing to participate in any more discussion. 

Soon the brain became dizzy and feverish. 

The heart struggled to keep pumping. 

The lungs found it increasingly difficult to draw in much needed air. 

The arms soon hung limply to the side. 

The eyes blurred. 

And so it went with every part of the body. 

And emergency meeting was called. And soon all capitulated for the sake of the whole. 

So that's how the "asshole" became the boss. 

Now I know you think this was all meant to be funny, but is it really??? 

The reason that we have such shit policy is because assholes are in charge. It time for them to go. Remember, shit flows down hill. 

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The Tar Baby



I am new here to the tea party… I embrace your values, and the constitution. But let me point out, I am Catholic, before I am anything. I am a free man. What is the price of freedom, death… It was Christ who taught us this. So…??? What makes me free? The fact I will live no other way, least I die. Through the resurrection of Christ, we have no fear of death, so we are free… To live free. Take this Easter to consider this gift, and the power it puts in your hands to change the world. Another question I’d like you to consider, do you want the American Way to return for yourself? Or because it’s the right thing to do?


Remember a few words of JFK, “Ask not what your country can do for you, instead, Ask, what you can do for your country.” And, “We choose to do these things not because they are easy, but because they are hard.”


We are making a fundamental mistake in our thinking. There is an old saying… “The devil is in the details.” We are playing the democrat’s game, we are in the mire. The devil fights best in the mud. And in the mud is were he wants to keep you, cause he can whip your ass in the mud. Get out of the mire. If what you are doing is the right thing, then why would it lead to mud?


First of all you have to back off a moment, get off the field, go up into the bleachers, and have a look at it from on high, and you’ll see they are not playing the game, they have you playing.


What is the game?… Man is an animal, no getting around it, and as an animal, he has three basic motivating factors…Food, sleep and sex. In that order. Food, sleep and sex. The driving forces behind liberalism focuses on these three. Think about it… Food Stamps… Housing… Free condemns.

Get the picture?


          Our grandparents, and theirs before them, condensed wisdom into the form of ole sayings. Something the hippy’s thought was stupid, and threw out, and didn’t teach it to their children.


Things like, “Birds of a feather flock together.” “A stitch in time saves nine.” “Well done, is better than well said.” “Action speaks louder than words.” “A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.” “Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.” “A fool and his money are soon parted.” “Feed a cat, and he’s yours.” “I’m not your friend, I’m your father.”  “I carry a gun not to kill, but to stay alive.” “You’ve got the horse before the cart.” “First punch wins the fight.” “If it’s worth doing, then it’s worth doing well.” “If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, quacks like a duck… It’s a duck.” “High tide lifts all boats.” A man might be king of his castle, but a woman rules the root.”


          I think much of our thinking could be cleared up if we would go back and read some bedtime stories (out of very old books). Like; “The Emperor’s New Clothes.” Obama is running around as naked as a jaybird, and nobody can see it.




“The Three Little Pigs.” “The Little Red Hen. ”Midas.” “Little Red Hiding Hood.” For God’s sake… You don’t dress your little girls up in a nice red hood and cape and then send her out among wolves. And then act suprized when she’s eaten. “The Tar Baby.”


The Tar Baby… The Democrats are using exactly that against us in the public arena. This is one of the reasons incumbents have got to go, because they are tangled in the tar baby. That’s what these ginned up news stories are all about, each one is no more than a new tar baby. Quit touching it! Quit struggling! Learn the game, and just like Briar Rabbit, use who they are, against them.




                    Gary Bernius 

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