Roll Out

Thanksgiving means my husband gets a day off. He needs it. They “rolled out” a new system of something and it didn’t go well.

They never do. Whoever coined that phrase was trying really hard to figure out something else to call this “really shitty new thing the boss is going to make you do.”

I remember when I was working and we “rolled out” a new documentation system. We had to have extra staff on hand and our meals were catered that day. Because rolling shit out sucks.

“Republicans roll out a new tax plan.” Sound better than “republicans typed up thousands of pages of new tax shit you won’t read and it’s going to really screw you over!” (It’s ok, I can that because I’m a republican.)

In my opinion, the only successful roll out in modern American history is Ludacris’s 2009 hit track “Rollout“.

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Mother Nature is a Democrat

I think Mother Nature is trying to say something to President Trumpor to next President Pence. 

I can say these things because I am a republican. 

Grumpy Trumpy

Do you ever saying something just to stir the pot or be the devils advocate? What if that’s all he intended and he didn’t know when to turn back? But I digress…

Let’s be real people. In four years, were going to look back at his bowl full of empty promises like every president before him. Because when you really think about it, the presidents singular power, is pretty much nill.

Que the “but he picks the scotus” and “red in house and senate”.  Well that’s all fine and dandy but similar circumstances have existed before and we’ve yet to decide into districts and compete in a Hunger Games like everyone on Facebook land is crying.

Relax. Collapsing into an anxiety ridden does not make him less of a president elect. 

Because even he is probably a little stunned by the results.

Bang, Bang

Some people killed some people. 

Some people who shared similarities with the people who were killed got mad that those people were killed because it really seemed senseless. 

And then it happened again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And you see where this is going. Well each time this happened, the people who shared those similarities got mad.

Duh. Of course. Their similarities made then different from the people who shot the gun who killed the people, but it didn’t make them ‘bad’. 

DIFFERENT DOESN’T = BAD

And they got scared. Because if they shared those similarities….could they be next? Is it just a case of wrong place, wrong time? It needs to stop. How do we stop it? We ALL know it needs to stop!

But when it comes to these police officer shootings, perhaps the media shouldn’t be looking to black community to see how they are going to fix this problem. This is a primarily white person problem. (I know the office in Minnesota was of Asian descent, but that is an outlier.) 

WE need to fix this. It’s not up to the black community to educate us. To stop us. 

Just like it isn’t up to the LGBT community to educate us.

Just like it wasn’t up to children of Sandy Hook to educate us.

Media-focus your camera here, to see what we are going to do, what I am going to do. And not on the grieving black community.

I Quit

I quit voting. The pool of possible candidates sucks. On both sides of the aisle. 

And does it even matter? Whoever we elect will be faced with political gridlock and none of their promises will come true. Unless he /she over rides them and then half the country gets pissed.

Why in Gods name would anyone want this job? Who’s circle am I going to fill in in November?

I miss being excited about the potential of an improvement in our country based on how I voted.

I’d rather vote for my nonexistent cat than anyone currently running.

Maybe I’ll write in someone who has “suspended their campaign”. Maybe I’ll vote for:

  

 

Never gets old….well maybe it’s getting closer to getting old…but I’m not done yet. 

❤️U 

Her et al.iens….
 

Yet Another Political Blog Post by a Yet Another Random Person

This is more of a plea than anything else.

While in high school, I stumbled down the dangerous path that most high schoolers manage to avoid. Yep, you guessed it. 

Politics.

When I became fully engrossed in the political areana with campaigns and party platforms crap, I became passionate. Like, holy cow, “someone get that girl a Xanax!”  It was new to me and politics was my drug.

Now had Facebook been around, I can confidently admit that I would have been on it all day long ranting, belittling those who disagrees with me, calling names, slinging mud, and spinning to my little hearts desire! My zen.

And then I grew up. Its been many since my love of politics began. I know it’s uncommon to start that young and y’all are just now getting into the passionate part of an election year. But, I’ve realized that calling names and shoving my views down others people’s throats actually counterintuitive. 

Listen pals, people think you’re bat shit crazy. You’re getting on Facebook and calling people names because they don’t agree with you. You look like an anger filled idiot who only turns to rage because they cannot eloquently defend their own views.

So for the love of God, chill out! I get it, you hate my political party. Whoop de fricken do.  That’s great, it’s what’s makes America this great land we are lucky enough to have lived in. And sadly, rage filled undereducated assholes are also what America special, too.

So do what’s right, write in Her et al. for president.

Quick Joke for All My Nurses

I heart political humor. Plus nurses must have humor in their careers or we will go insane. Which is why I’m here tonight. I heard a joke once that seems relative now considering the pool of GOP presidential hopefuls.

So here goes nuttin:

  • What is the difference between a surgeon and God?
  • God doesn’t think he’s a surgeon.

So of course Ben Carsons is running for president! He’s a pediatric surgeon therefor he is prepared to do any job on earth!