My Kingdom for a Tire!

“Donuts, is there nothing they can’t do?” – Homer Simpson

Yes, they can’t be an effective car tire replacement. Recently I had a flat right front tire on my car. I say “my car” knowing full well that it’s not officially “my car”. Yet. I’m in the process of buying my friend’s  2000 Toyota Echo.  Miles on this thing you ask? 127,000.

I remember the sales pitch………. eyes now look at the ceiling while hand stroking goatee remembering……….

“This honey of a car can be yours for only $700 down and $200 a month for 48 months.”

“Wow! Where do I sign!”

Needless to say the transaction process didn’t exactly happen that way but it was funnier than the reality.

Anyhoo   Any how back to the tire.

I saw the friggin’ flat tire and promptly proceeded to utter a few epithets that I won’t spell here. Being the good christian boy those choice words never left my mind. They did stay in my heart for awhile but I did calm down. This flat tire was annoying due to the fact I had a very important appointment that was supposed to take place 30 minutes later.

I knew due to traffic and my somewhat diminished physical capibilities that changing a flat tire, getting said flat fixed and then driving about 8 miles during rush hour traffic that this appointment would not be kept.

Yes it was frustrating. Frustrating I tells ya!

But, Misterlevittown just suck it up and put the donut spare on the car and get going to your appointment

Uh, no and shut up your filthy whore mouth!

I apologise for that last sentence but what’s wrong with you Sparky? You should know that donut tires were never intended to run around town. Do not pass go, do not collect $200, do not drive 16 miles (round trip) in rush hour traffic.

Doofus.

So yesterday, Wednesday, I put the friggin’ – that’s right I used “friggin’” again – donut on the car and went over to my local National Tire and Battery location and had them fix the tire.

And to top it all off I had a real pleasant surprise. I thought that I had a nail in the tire that worked it’s way all the way thru the tread so I couldn’t see it. I was wrong. It turned out the seal between the hub and actual tire was broken. Hence, air escapes it rubbery prison.

These folks reinstated the seal/wall and the air is imprisoned again. Where’s the pleasant surprise you ask? I wasn’t charged a single dime. I tried to pay because they did work on my tire and I should pay, right? Well, wrong. I said thank you and I shook the technician’s hand.

To me my friends this was a blessing.

Wait a second, maybe driving a car with a donut spare brings out the pity in auto mechanics. I have a feeling that I might have to rethink my position on the lowly donut spare.

Nah, they still suck.

Even in Victory Some Obama Backers are classless Jerks.

President Obama has been trying to drape the cloak of Abraham Lincoln on himself and at the same time some of his supporters try to rip it off. Where Lincoln at his second Inauguration talked about healing the wounds of civil war here on this historic day in the 21st century some supporters of the new President would like to reopen current but healing wounds.

They booed at the sight of President Bush. They chanted derisively at him. It’s a blessing that the booing and chanting were not audible at the Capital Building. These people are lacking in dignity, honor and most of all decency.

President Lincoln talked about at his second  inauguration of healing of the nation. He said “With malice toward none; with charity for all; with firmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in; to bind up the nation’s wounds; to care for him who shall have borne the battle, and for his widow, and his orphan – to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace, among ourselves, and with all nations.” Granted we do not have a military civil war going on but it would have been nice if the supporters of President Barack Obama tried to pay some service to what the 16th President had to say.

It would have been the decent thing to do. I guess I was asking too much. Sad just so very sad.

Barack Obama is Not Jesus the Christ!!

Let me repeat that: Barack Obama is not Jesus the Christ!!! He wasn’t. He isn’t. He will never be. For the better part of the last two years the Main Stream Media has supported this man as being the greatest thing since Creation.

Anyone on this planet who tries to deny this fact is …..well….delusional and screwed up as well. They’re also missing a full deck to play with as well.

I get the fact that he’s the first black man to be elected President of the United States. I understand this aspect of this election cycle. I truly do. Forget what he proposes to do while in office. Put all that aside for a moment. Are we as a nation just supposed to celebrate his election because he’s black? Don’t look at his qualifications just his skin color? Is this what Martin Luther King had in mind with his historic speech in 1963? I don’t think so.

Before anyone starts to accuse me of being some sort of racist let me tell you of two incidents in my life. The first was during the hostage crisis during the Carter Administration. I was in a local convenience store here in Levittown, Pa. when I was accosted by several punks who thought I looked “Iranian”. They intended to attack me. They taunted me. When I replied with my average everyday American accent they backed off and left the store. The clerk was ready to back me up.

The second event was on Sept. 12th, 2001.

I was riding in an elevator going to my office in the Richard J. Hughes Justice Complex in Trenton, NJ when a man entered the elevator and stood next to me. I could see from the corner of my eye that he was just glaring at me. I immediately knew what was going through his mind.

He looked at me like I was part of the plot that flew those hijacked planes on that horrible day. I fervently hoped that the real reason he was glaring was that maybe he just had a fight with his wife or maybe he just had a fender bender in the parking lot. Well, if either of those scenarios were accurate then why would he look at me with such hatred? The next day I found out that a friend of mine of over 20 years was in the back of the elevator and saw the whole thing. He thought as well that the guy next to me thought I was a terrorist.

I know that I’ve only described two of the several events in my life that took an decidedly uncomfortable racial turn but because of this I’ve developed a sensitivity to these things. A sensitivity that I pay attention to.

I understand the idea of massive press coverage of the inauguration and the activities before hand but what passes for coverage is really a smothering mask connected to a tank of nitrous oxide.

“C’mon, breathe deeply. Don’t think about the most expensive inauguration in history. Let’s spend 45 million dollars but please forget that the democrats complained 4 years ago about that awful George Bush spending 40 million dollars in such a wasteful way.”

All Inauguration costs 2005: George W. Bush – $157 million.

All Inauguration costs 2009: Barack H. Obama – $170 million.

The Left 2005: How dare Bush spend that kind of money with a budget deficit of $418 billion.

The Left 2009: Spend, Baby, Spend.

Hypocrisy, plain and simple.

The less intellige….ahem… thinking people who voted for Obama think that the federal government is now going to be making car and mortgage payments for them. I heard and saw this myself. This is tragic for anyone to think that this is what it means to have Obama as president.

The absolute gushing by Obama supporters is appalling. I know of many people of faith who voted for this man even though he has never met an abortion he didn’t support. My question to the people of faith who voted for Obama: what do you say to the dead babies? Oh, I’m sorry am I supposed to call them “unviable tissue masses”?

In a way the rapturous feelings engulfing so many people remind me of Neville Chamberlain.

Excuse me but Neville Chamberlain?

Yes, Neville Chamberlain.

Good ol’ Neville flew back from a meeting with Adolf Hitler with a paper signed by the German dictator and he proclaimed “we have peace in our time”. The british  populace cheered. For in September 1938 many people were fooled by the idea that “we have peace in our time”. The people of Czechoslovakia weren’t fooled. After losing the Sudetenland to Germany in September 1938 the Czech people lost the rest of their country in March 1939 when German troops rolled onto their land.

So many people think that now that the LORD GOD MESSIAH Obama is in the Oval Office that not only will we have peace in our time but all the people who wish us ill around the world will now want to sing around the campfire with us. It just doesn’t work that way.

For people of faith know that we live in a fallen world. Which returns me to my original point. There is a famous poem that I first heard more than 20 years ago. It talks about a single solitary life. There cannot and will not ever be a comparable poem written about Barack Obama no matter how much his acolytes want it.

He will never have the impact of Jesus.

Here is a man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another obscure village. He worked in a carpenter shop until He was thirty, and then for three years He was an itinerant preacher. He never wrote a book. He never held an office.
 

He never owned a home. He never set foot inside a big city. He never traveled two hundred miles from the place where He was born. He had no credentials but Himself.

While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against Him. His friends ran away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves.

His executioners gambled for the only piece of property He had on earth while He was dying — and that was His coat. When He was dead, He was taken down and laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.

Nineteen wide centuries have come and gone and today He is the centerpiece of the human race and the leader of progress. I am far within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, and all the navies that ever were built, and all the parliaments that ever sat, and all the kings that ever reigned, put together have not affected the life of man upon this earth as powerfully as that One Solitary Life.