Opinion

Lois Lane’s 2¢

It’s All About Laziness

In the past 230 years, America has gone from the go-getter, take responsibility, have pride in yourself, your property and your country, fight for you’re your freedom attitude, and taken a nose dive into the life-sucking, quicksand muck of laziness and entitlement.
The above statement is indisputable. Feel free to write me and try to dispute it if you feel differently.
Today’s Americans don’t have a clue about hardship, strife and sacrifice. Today’s Americans have the innate belief that they were all born with a silver spoon because of the location of the dirt under their feet. Today’s Americans are apathetic. They would rather let their Big Brother wrap a warm blanket of “safety” around their shoulders, than inconvenience themselves with the real problems.
It’s just too hard to think about the big stuff. The government will take care of us all! After all, what does it matter if our Constitutional rights are dissipating into thin air? Owiiie! My brain hurts… but look at what Lady Gaga is wearing now! Angelina had her WHAT cut off? Didn’t she just adopt her sixth Namibian baby?
One of thousands of pieces of evidence that support this American laziness “claim” (fact) came out Wednesday morning in the headline, “Record 10,978,040 on Disability; Disability Would Be 8th Most Populous State.”
Well there you go folks. There are more people receiving disability benefits than there are living in the state of Georgia. Over 13 times as many people receive disability than live in South Dakota. According to this article this is the 196th straight month the number of American workers collecting federal disability payments has increased. Sixteen years ago, in January of 1997, the number taking disability was 4,385,374.
I know, too many numbers, I’m losing your interest. Let me put it this way, in 1997, 1.6 percent of Americans were on federal disability; in 2013, 3.5 percent of Americans receive a check. How does this work in the long term? The money has to come from somewhere, right? The government can’t just print more (although they do – but that’s a whole different can of worms).
Back in the day it worked, (back when people worked). In 1968, just .65 percent of Americans collected disability. At that time there were 51 full-time workers for each worker collecting. Today there were only 13 Americans working full-time for each worker collecting a check. I’m not a rocket scientist, but to me, these numbers do not work.
Do you really believe that there are that many more people with debilitating injuries or diseases that make it impossible for them to punch a time clock? I don’t. Heck no. We are lazy Americans, born and bred.
Meanwhile our government welcomes with open arms those climbing over the border. There are actually “help stations” on the Texas/Mexican border complete with a phone to call for help and a jug of water. Why do they want to come here? Not because they won’t be able to find a job, there’s plenty of those. Unemployment levels go hand in hand with economic health, right? Well, unemployment levels in America today are nothing more than a measure of laziness.
If Americans were to get their butts back to work, much of the illegal immigration problem would be solved. And while the government would still find stupid places to put money they don’t have, the actual health of the economy would see a decent upturn.

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Ok, that’s enough ranting from Lois for one week.
Here’s a few more tidbits of information from the 15th Century:
Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof.
When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof.
Hence the saying, “It’s raining cats and dogs.” There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection.
That’s how canopy beds came into existence.
The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, “Dirt poor.” The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on th floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way.
Hence: a thresh hold.
In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while.
Hence the rhyme: “Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old”.
Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, “bring home the bacon.” They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat.

Where in the World is Jillo?

Empowering Women of India

India has so much to see, and I have seen more than I can remember.  The population of India is about a billion people. There are poor everywhere, beggars pulling at your sleeves, emaciated figures and cripples crawling along the dirty streets. Trash is everywhere. There is much more than meets the eye in this country.

BHarat’s family home, he works at Tapovan.

After the two week tour of Northern India with the tour group, my friends and I went off on a journey of our own to other parts of India. One of the places we visited for about six days was Tapovan,  a spiritual center that includes organic farming, Agnihotra fires that burn 24 hours a day every day, a school, 20-some young Indian men as employees to care for the grounds, cook and work in other ways and a sewing room for women of India to make a decent wage.

Children from the school.

Tapovan is owned and operated by Bruce Johnson and Anne Godfrey, a couple who relocated from Australia some 20 years ago. They were told by a guru named Shree Maharaj that they should locate at Tapovan. They have built up a place that was used as an Ashram and is benefiting other factions of Indian society. Anne is a fashion designer and wanted to do something to empower women of India. A few years ago she thought of hiring them to do jewelry, however it turned into a sewing center for the fashions she creates.
The women in India are on the bottom of the ladder. The women Anne hires are paid a better wage than they can get in the town for sewing Anne’s beautiful creations which she ships to Australia and other places. I purchased several of her creations sewn by the women. The garmets are sewn on old fashioned (but new) treadle sewing machines. The reason for this is that the electricity in India, especially in the country-side is limited to several hours a day. The women seemed very happy sewing in the center and knowing they are getting a fair wage.
My friend, Finbarr donated money to help get the business off the ground several years ago. I was very appreciative that Finbarr planned this visit in India as I felt like I’d known Bruce and Anne forever. It really hit home how much we take for granted in America.  What we spend on lunch at say, McDonald’s, might be all someone in India makes in a day. One can see TV ads for donations to support a poor child in some foreign country but when you visit a place where you can see firsthand what someone is doing to make the world a better place and life for the women (actually women, children and men) more empowering, it makes a much greater impact… at least it did on me.

Finbarr, a teacher, Jill, Anne, Bruce, Anna and Sanjay in front of the school.

I asked myself, “What are YOU doing to make the world a better place?”  If I as a woman cannot stand up for other women no matter what part of the world they are from, can I look myself in the mirror? Looking into the eyes of the women on the street, I felt souls crying out to me to help them.  Would you be willing to help empower the women of India?  I’ve seen the conditions they live in, I’ve visited several of their homes, I went to an Indian wedding, was welcomed with tea or another drink that they could hardly afford even for themselves, but offered to us.  I was cooked fantastic vegetarian food by the young men at Tapovan.
The conditions for the people in India are gradually changing and the conditions for women of India are changing a little at a time.  The rape of women is in all the Indian newspapers, but after the much publicized gang rape of the young girl that died just before I left for India, the Indian government is beginning to take notice. We actually stayed our first couple of nights in a hotel on the same street as this incident took place and heard much about it from the driver who drove us around.
If you would like to donate to the work at Tapovan,  you can check out their Web site at: www.tapovan.net, www.rosecircles.com or check out www.homafarming.com. Myself, I am going to sponsor a girl child at the school there. The families only send the boys to school if that’s all they can afford and I believe I will help empower the women of India by doing this.

View from the Barnyard

St. Louis or Bust (Gay’s 60th Trip)

It has been a long time coming, in fact almost 59 years plus 11 months, but Gay is going to turn 60 years old. I think if you look to the east far into the horizon you can see a tiny speck of it.
True to her responsible nature Gay has planned her own celebration (months in advance).  Her big day is actually on April 18, but she will do her trip early so it won’t interfere with the birth of Gena and Chad’s baby and so she can help with the field work for melon season.
Her game plan is for a trip to St. Louis, Mo., to stay with our brother, Corey, and his wife, Whitney, and tour the St. Louis sites. Then we will hop on the Amtrack and head to Chicago for a few days. (The Amtrak train is on Gay’s bucket list.)
    The AARP participants will be wedged in Gay’s suburban for 11 hours and will include Gay and Kent, Soop and Janet, Janet and Pam, Georgia and I. It will prove to be an interesting jaunt to be sure. (Kent has always been curious as to what us divorced women do to lead Gay astray). He will soon find out.
Corey and I have been burning up the airways with anticipation and texting.
#1. Text – Look for us in a new white Surburban pulling a watermelon  trailer (a cut-off pickup box) with bald tires filled with luggage.
Corey – will you hurry up and get here.
# 2. Text – My morning coffee is like a heroin fix to me. Do you have a coffee grinder?
Corey – No, but why in the world would you put coffee in your Bloody Marys?
#3 Text – O.K., smarty pants, have you told your friends and co-workers that a Suburban full of AARP’s is on the way? By the way is your outhouse handicap accessible?
Corey – Yes, indeed it is and I’ve warned everyone I talk to of the invasion.
# 4 Text – I’ll have you know I’ve been attending “How to be Polite” seminars.
Corey – I don’t see the need for that, we are going to Chicago. Stop wasting your time and do something productive like drinking.
# 5 Text – Damn it, quit trying to get the last word in, I have to go to work.
Corey – Last Word.
More proof that Gay really isn’t the nice sister. I proudly informed her that Georgia has lost about 25 pounds. Gay replied, “Good, that’s less pressure on the tires!!” I told her that was going to hit the paper. She said, “Don’t you dare.”
Well…
I have included a picture of our luggage trailer. We thought we would help Janet a bit with her sign in case she wanted to use this trip as a business deduction.
St. Louis,
here we come,
Dee Baby

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