Take it how you want it … or carping about the dayum

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So what does this day mean to me now that one half of our population hates the celebration.  The one that entire political party hates the duly elected President so much that it steals their joy and they loudly proclaim their disdain for those that do wish to celebrate it in an effort to share their discontent. Yet they call that democracy … I think I’ll have none of it.

They can yammer and pul all they want. I am inured to their surly mewlings. I’ll set the banner on the porch today and remember a god who generously set me in the midst of such wealth and comfort. The poorest among us live in such comfort in comparison to the truly poverty stricken in the world.

Does God love me more than them? I think not. But I’ll wager any of them would trade places with me in less time than it takes to say “We hates that Trumpses, we does, my precious!” *gollum!*

Carp away, my grumbling compatriots, if I can call them my compatriots. Maybe prisoners of unwarranted wealth would be a better description of this society of pampered malcontents. Fie on them, I say!

Good morning, and Happy 4th, if you are so inclined.
If not, enjoy a perfectly miserable day …

15 thoughts on “Take it how you want it … or carping about the dayum

    ethansdad1954 said:
    July 4, 2019 at 9:28 am

    ride my nike, till my garden and laugh at the malcontents

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      ethansdad1954 said:
      July 4, 2019 at 9:29 am

      I hate that i can’t edit on here….change that to BIKE


        Rusty Armor responded:
        July 4, 2019 at 9:52 am

        LOL! Nike sort of works given the era …


    thehuntress915 said:
    July 4, 2019 at 10:04 am

    Well said Rusty, and you have a very good, eye opening point. Happy 4th!

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    rwiegers1155 said:
    July 4, 2019 at 10:49 am

    I am so inclined, so Happy 4th to you, too. I don’t always remember to tell my god how grateful I am to be where I am and have what I have, but I try to do it as often as I can and trust he knows it the rest of the time.

    I’m disappointed, saddened, and often disgusted by “the other half” yet hopeful some of their idiocy is only youthful innocence. Maybe, someday, enough of them will outgrow it that the country will have a fighting chance. If not, no matter, I’ll be gone.

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      Rusty Armor responded:
      July 4, 2019 at 11:02 am

      I would like to believe that they are merely ill informed rather than duped an evil force … maybe it is a mixture of the two …


      Rusty Armor responded:
      July 5, 2019 at 9:09 am

      It is a sad day in many ways that so many spent the time in political carping …


    Catherine said:
    July 4, 2019 at 3:07 pm

    I thank God each morning for giving me one more sunrise and pray for one more sunset.
    Happy 4th to you and yours, Rusty. This truly is a day for celebration.


    Rivergirl said:
    July 5, 2019 at 5:38 am

    I find it sad that even the 4th of July… a holiday ALL Americans should celebrate together… has turned into a political statement. If there’s one time to put that all aside it’s Independence Day.

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    Lia Storm said:
    July 6, 2019 at 10:32 am

    YES! I come home from my beach trip to find my favorite curmudgeon has posted something here. I think those crickets got to you huh? 😉
    I really don’t think it is 50% of the population that hates this country. I think the ones that do, just get more publicity.

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      Rusty Armor responded:
      July 6, 2019 at 2:22 pm

      That is usually the case …


        Lia Storm said:
        July 6, 2019 at 2:44 pm

        By the way, I love the title!


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