Back when I was a kid, this is what I remember. Summer didn’t just mean swimming holes, lightning bugs, and running barefoot till your feet got tougher than shoe leather. Summer meant the garden was coming in, and when the garden came in, everybody had work to do. Nobody asked if you felt like helping. Feelings were not invited to canning day, which was probably for the best since they’d just get in the way and sweat on the tomatoes. The garden wasn’t there for decoration. It fed us. What we grew in the summer had to help carry us through the winter. I remember baskets of green beans waiting to be snapped. Tomatoes sitting in piles, red and ripe, ready to be peeled and canned. Corn shucked on the porch with silks sticking to your arms. Cucumbers turned into pickles. Apples and peaches put up sweet. Every bit of it mattered. And let me tell you, there weren’t many excuses that got you out of garden work or canning day. A headache didn’t do it. Being tired sure didn’t do it. A bad attitude mostly just got you handed another pan of beans. But there was one thing folks believed back then. If a young girl was on her monthly time, she was usually kept away from the garden work and the canning. Old folks said she could make the food spoil, or keep the jars from sealing right. Now, whether that was truth, superstition, or just one of those old-timey beliefs passed down till nobody questioned it, I can’t say. Humans do love making rules and then handing them down like Moses brought them off the mountain. But I do remember it being taken serious. The women didn’t always say much about it plain. They’d just know. A girl might be told to rest, stay out of the heat, or do something else away from the food. Back then, some things weren’t talked about out loud, but everybody understood what was meant. The kitchen would get hotter than common sense. Big pots boiled on the stove, jars clinked together, and everybody moved around like they knew exactly what needed doing. Somebody was washing jars. Somebody was filling them. Somebody was wiping rims and tightening lids. And then came that sound every family listened for: the little **pop** of a jar sealing. That pop meant winter food. It meant green beans for supper when snow was on the ground. It meant tomatoes for soup, gravy, or poured over fried potatoes. It meant pickles beside beans and cornbread. It meant apple butter on biscuits on a cold morning. By the end of summer, the shelves would be lined with jars, green, red, yellow, and brown, all shining like little promises. To some folks it may have looked like canned food. To us, it looked like security. We didn’t call it “homesteading” or “preserving seasonal produce,” because apparently everything needs a fancy name now so folks can charge money for it. We just called it putting up food. And that’s what I remember most. A hot kitchen. Tired hands. A porch full of vegetables. Old beliefs nobody dared test. Family working together. Winter being made ready, one jar at a time. And somewhere in all that work, without us even knowing it, we were making memories too. The kind that stick with you longer than the jars on the shelf. The kind that come back when you smell tomatoes cooking or hear a jar lid pop. The kind that remind you where you came from, who loved you, and how much was done with plain hands and a willing heart. Those were good memories. And they’ve helped carry me through a lifetime. ~banjo~

Could have spent that money on roads, anything else. You are an embarrassment

"In my opinion, the greatest game ever pitched was between the San Francisco Giants and Milwaukee Braves on July 2, 1963. Forty-two-year-old Warren Spahn and 25-year-old Juan Marichal each went 16 innings and the game ended 1-0 on a home run by Willie Mays. Each pitcher threw over 200 pitches. Spahn threw 201. Marichal threw 227. There were seven future Hall of Fame players in that game, including Spahn and Marichal. We will never see that again because the game won’t allow it. But both guys were prepared to go as long as it took. And this game was not a fluke, both pitchers won 20 games that season. For Spahn, it was his 13th 20-win season and for Marichal, it was his first of 6. My highest pitch count was 232 in a game against the Red Sox in 1974. I pitched 12 innings, struck out 19, walked 10, and had a no decision. My counter-part, Luis Tiant threw 180 pitches in 14 1/3 innings and took the loss 4-3. We were on a 4-man rotation and pitched on 3 day’s rest. I had 26 complete games in 1973 and 1974 and didn’t even lead the league. Gaylord Perry had 29 in 1973 and Ferguson Jenkins had 29 in 1974." Nolan Ryan. Art by Graig Kreindler.

Hello Senator.... This November it will be 50 years since you were first elected to Congress, so we want to be the first to say . "Happy 50th Anniversary of drawing a taxpayer funded salary." That is quite an achievement. In fact - you are 2nd longest-still serving member in Congress. It has been a long time since you held a private sector job. AND yes 50 years ago - in 1976 (it was America's Bicentennial that year) - people still punched clocks back then. The world has changed a lot. During your 50 years in Congress - you watched as the creators and inventors and producers changed the world, creating trillions in new wealth, millions of new jobs and dramatically raising living standards for everyone rich and poor alike. And for 50 years you have voted to raise taxes and regulate and oversee every move of the private sector. You have never created or invented or produced. Just taxed and regulated and outraged. But thank you for using the platform the "TRILLIONAIRE class" has provided to the entire world for free to tell us all how disgusted you are. We would never know otherwise.

Regarding @elonmusk today: We’re told not to judge people by race, religion, gender, or sexual orientation. Good advice. Maybe we shouldn’t judge people solely by their net worth either.

Barnaby Philip John Webber 11/01/2004-13/06/2023 💔 If you can, share these images of the beautiful soul stolen from us by the worst of humanity. Let his face today burn bright. Barney, I promise you there will be accountability 💛💚 For You. For Grace. For Ian.

Take em all out. Let's quit playing with them

I know you are sick and tired of seeing this that I have incessently posted the past few days, but I hope you now see the reason is clear as to why I have done so. With the new option of manslaughter (which does not require intent/pre-meditation) added to the jury instructions, you are more apt to have all 12 jurors convict. The state had good reason to do this. We were not privy to the voir dire (picking of the jury), process, nor their questionnaires. One last time for those who have missed it; "As I have posted, jurors are fickle ppl and we dont know what they are thinking. The state's case was outstanding, in the legal sense. The ME's testimony/photographs were heartbreaking and some jurors reacted when they saw the graphic photos of a deceased Austin, and the wound to his heart. I'm a lawyer. I wish I could say this was a no-brainer, but I cannot. I have seen all too often in my career cases turn in ways you would not believe. Remember, it only takes one juror to change the dynamics of a supposed "slam dunk". We can only pray the correct verdict will be reached, and the penalty phase match this crime".

Dear Mrs. Thomas: Over the past six months, your husband has caused quite a commotion, in our store. We cannot tolerate this behavior and have been forced to, ban your husband from the store. Our complaints against your husband, Mr. Thomas, are listed below and are documented by our video surveillance cameras: 1. June15: He took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in other people's carts when they weren't looking. 2. July 2: Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals. 3. July 7: He made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the women's restroom. 4. July 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official voice, 'Code 3 in Housewares. Get on it right away'. This caused the employee to leave her assigned station and receive a reprimand from her Supervisor that in turn resulted with a union grievance, causing management to lose time and costing the company money. We don't have a Code 3. 5. August 4: Went to the Service Desk and tried to put a bag of M&Ms on layaway. 6. August 14: Moved a, 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area. 7. August 15: Set up a tent in the camping department and told the children shoppers he'd invite them in if they would bring pillows and blankets from the bedding department to which twenty children obliged. 8. August 23: When a clerk asked if they could help him he began crying and screamed, 'Why can't you people just leave me alone?' EMTs were called. 9. September 4: Looked right into the security camera and used it as a mirror while he picked his nose. 10. September 10: While handling guns in the hunting department, he asked the clerk where the antidepressants were. 11. October 3: Darted around the store suspiciously while, loudly humming the, 'Mission Impossible' theme. 12. October 6: In the auto department, he practiced his, 'Madonna Look' using different sizes of funnels. 13. October 18: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed through, yelled 'PICK ME! PICK ME!' 14. October 22: When an announcement came over the loud speaker, he assumed a fetal position and screamed; 'OH NO! IT'S THOSE VOICES AGAIN!' 15. Took a box of condoms to the checkout clerk and asked “where is the fitting room?” And last, but not least: 16. October 23: Went into a fitting room, shut the door, waited awhile; then yelled very loudly, 'Hey! There's no toilet paper in here.' One of the clerks passed out.

I am truly perplexed that so many people are against mosques being built... I think it should be the goal of every Western Society to be tolerant regardless of their religious beliefs. Thus mosques should be allowed, in an effort to promote tolerance. That is why I also propose that two nightclubs be opened next door to the mosque, thereby promoting tolerance from within the mosque. We could call one of the clubs, which would be gay, "The Turban Cowboy ", and the other a topless bar called "You Mecca Me Hot." Next door should be a butcher shop that specializes in pork, and adjacent to that an open-pit barbecue pork restaurant, called "Iraq o' Ribs." Across the street there could be a lingerie store called "Victoria Keeps Nothing Secret ", with sexy mannequins in the window modeling the goods. Next door to the lingerie shop there would be room for an adult sex toy shop, "Koranal Knowledge ", its name in flashing neon lights, and on the other side an off-licence called "Morehammered." All of this would encourage Muslims to demonstrate the tolerance they demand of us, so their mosque issue would not be a problem for others.

I forgot to post my D-Day joke yesterday, so here it is! 😂 An old veteran was looking through his bag for his passport. The woman on passport control asked him, “Have you visited France before?” “Yes,” replied the old man. Sarcastically she responded, “Well surely you should know to have your passport ready,” to which he answered, “I didn't have to show it last time.” “Impossible!!” she barked. The old man looked her straight in the eye and said, "Last time, when I landed on D-Day in 1944, I couldn't find a dadgum Frenchman to give it to.”

Black Americans should be deeply ashamed of the way many people have responded to the Karmelo Anthony case. If a white teenager had brought a knife to a school event, escalated a confrontation, and fatally stabbed a Black teenager in the heart, there would be nonstop media coverage, protests, public outrage, and demands for accountability. There would be no shortage of people calling it evidence of racism and demanding justice. But when the races are reversed, suddenly we’re told to ignore the obvious, suspend judgment, and accept every excuse offered in defense of the person who did the stabbing. What makes this especially troubling is that many of the people demanding his release seem more concerned with the race of the accused than with the fact that a young man lost his life. The focus should be on the actions that occurred, not the skin color of the people involved. Justice cannot depend on the race of the victim or the race of the accused. Either we believe in equal standards or we don’t. A young man is dead. Another young man is facing a murder charge. The facts should matter. The evidence should matter. The law should matter. No one should receive a different level of sympathy, outrage, or accountability because of race. Right is right. Wrong is wrong. Justice should be blind, not selective. No more two-tiered standards based on race. #karmeloanthony

People with rifles were involved in 401 deaths last year. Constipation killed 901....... Being full of shit, like liberals, kills more people than rifles!

- Cuando un tipo de derecha no es cazador y no le gustan las armas, no sale a cazar y no compra armas. - Cuando un tipo de izquierda no es cazador y no le gustan las armas, pide que sea prohibida la caza y la venta de armas. - Cuando un tipo de derecha es vegetariano, no come carne. - Cuando un tipo de izquierda es vegetariano, hace campaña en contra de los alimentos de carne y le gustaría que se prohibiese comer carne. - Cuando un tipo de derecha es homosexual, hace una vida normal. - Cuando un un tipo de izquierda es homosexual, hace apología de la homosexualidad, va a las manifestaciones "orgullo gay" y acusa de "homofóbicos" a todos los que no piensan como él. - Cuando alguien de derecha pierde el trabajo, piensa en cómo salir de la situación y hace todo lo posible por encontrar un nuevo trabajo. - Cuando alguien de izquierda pierde su trabajo, va a quejarse con el sindicato, gasta hasta el último día y va a todas las manifestaciones y huelgas contra la derecha y en contra de los empresarios. - Cuando a un tipo de derecha no le gusta un programa de televisión, cambia de canal o apaga el televisor. - Cuando a un tipo de izquierda no le gusta un programa de televisión, se queja y denuncia en los periódicos, las radios, los canales de televisión, se une a algún partido político de izquierda para promover una causa con el fin del alcanzar el cierre definitivo del canal de televisión que transmite el programa que no le gusta. - Cuando un tipo de derecha es ateo, no va a la iglesia. - Cuando uno de izquierda es ateo, se burla y persigue a todos aquellos que creen en Dios, denuncia la escuela o la institución que exponga un crucifijo, protesta contra cualquier signo de identidad religiosa, pide que se expropien los bienes de la iglesia, que se prohíba la semana santa y cada procesión o peregrinación (contra el Islam no hace nada porque no tiene el coraje). - Cuando un tipo de derecha tiene problemas económicos, busca la manera de trabajar y ganar más dinero o trata de encontrar financiación para pagar sus deudas, y si puede, ahorra. - Cuando un tipo de izquierda tiene problemas económicos le echa la culpa a la derecha, a los empresarios, a la burguesía, al capitalismo, a los neo conservadores etc., etc., luego se pone en contacto con un sindicato con la esperanza de que luego lo metan en un partido político o donde se pueda. - Cuando un tipo de derecha lee este escrito, se ríe y si tiene ganas lo envía a sus amigos. - Cuando un tipo de izquierda lee este escrito, se pone furiozo y trata de fascista y retrógrado a quién lo ha escrito y se lo envió. Sólo cabría agregar: Un hombre de derecha persigue su propia felicidad; un hombre de izquierda persigue arruinarle la felicidad a los demás.

All the posts yesterday: my great uncle’s roommate’s brother stormed Normandy, and Hegseth would have disgusted him. Fine. Name one thing on this Democrat agenda list that a landing craft full of 18-year-olds from the Greatest Generation would have supported in 1944: COVID vaccine mandates Mass immigration Non-citizens voting Gay marriage Abortion on demand Migrant hotel spending Transgender athletes in women’s sports Gender transitions for minors Defunding the police Fentanyl flooding over open borders Cashless bail Sanctuary cities The Afghanistan withdrawal FBI coordination with social media platforms A press that carries water for one party DEI hiring and admissions Stripping parents of a say in their kids’ schools Soft-on-crime prosecutors Anti-Christian contempt dressed up as tolerance Pregnant women and their unborn babies in combat LGBTQ flags flying in churches Soft woke generals and admirals Decriminalized retail theft Massive foreign aid while Americans are starving They crossed an ocean to defend a country. Ask yourself if it was this one. Anyone thinking your great uncle’s roommate’s brother who fought on D-Day would be disgusted by MAGA is projecting. It’s FAR more likely they would be disgusted by support for the chemical castration of young boys.

Quotes From British Military Annual Personnel Reports. 1. His men would follow him anywhere, but only out of curiosity. 2. I would not breed from this Officer. 3. This man is depriving a village somewhere of its idiot. 4. This officer can be likened to a small puppy - he runs around excitedly, leaving little messes for other people to clean up. 5. This Officer is really not so much of a has-been, more of a definitely won't-be. 6. When she opens her mouth, it seems only to change whichever foot was previously in there. 7. Couldn't organise 50% leave in a 2 man submarine. 8. He has carried out each and every one of his duties to his entire satisfaction. 9. He would be out of his depth in a car park puddle. 10. Technically sound, but socially impossible. 11. The occasional flashes of adequacy are marred by an attitude of apathy and indifference. 12. When he joined my ship, this Officer was something of a granny; since then he has aged considerably. 13. This Medical Officer has used my ship to carry his genitals from port to port, and my officers to carry him from bar to bar. 14. This Officer reminds me very much of a gyroscope, always spinning around at a frantic pace, but not really going anywhere. 15. Since my last report he has reached rock bottom, and has started to dig. 16. She sets low personal standards and then consistently fails to achieve them. 17. He has the wisdom of youth, and the energy of old age. 18. This Officer should go far, and the sooner he starts, the better. 19. In my opinion this pilot should not be authorised to fly below 250 feet. 20. The only ship I would recommend for this man is citizenship. 21. Couldn't organise a woodpecker's picnic in Sherwood Forest. 22. Works well when under constant supervision and cornered like a rat in a trap. 23. Not the sharpest knife in the drawer. 24. Gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train isn't coming. 25. Has two brains; one is lost and the other is out looking for it. 26. If he were any more stupid, he'd have to be watered twice a week. 27. Got into the gene pool while the lifeguard wasn't watching. 28. If you stand close enough to him, you can hear the ocean. 29. It's hard to believe that he beat 1,000,000 other sperm. 30. A room temperature IQ. 31. Got a full 6-pack, but lacks the plastic thingy to hold it all together. 32. A gross ignoramus, 143 times worse than an ordinary ignoramus. 33. He has a photographic memory but has the lens cover glued on. 34. He has been working with glue too long. 35. When his IQ reaches 50, he should sell. 36. This man hasn't got enough grey matter to sole the flip-flop of a one legged budgie. 37. If two people are talking, and one looks bored, he's the other one. 38. One-celled organisms would out score him in an IQ test. 39. He donated his body to science before he was done using it. 40. Fell out of the stupid tree and hit every branch on the way down. 41. He's so dense, light bends around him. 42. If brains were taxed, he'd get a rebate. 43. Some drink from the fountain of knowledge; he only gargled. 44. Takes him 1.1/2 hours to watch 60 minutes. 45. Wheel is turning, but the hamster is long gone. 😁😁

What happened to all the money raised for his defense fund? 🤔

The Night My World Went Dark I recently received the video of my 99-yard kickoff return against Boston College in the opening game of the 1984 season. For most people, that video is a highlight. For me, it is both a miracle and a wound. I see myself flying down that field, young, strong, full of promise, with the crowd roaring and the future wide open. I see a young man doing exactly what he believed he was born to do. And then I remember what came next. The very next series, my life changed forever. I blew out my knee. In one moment, the lights of my dream began to dim. Over the next seven years, I would suffer six knee injuries and surgeries. I have never shared this before, but the pain became so heavy that twice I thought about putting an end to it all. I was lost. I lived destructively, trying to find my way back to the man I used to be, trying to make sense of a life that no longer looked like the one I had imagined. While I was with the Denver Broncos, I blew out my knee for the final time. I was told it was my meniscus. Later, when I was with the Miami Dolphins, Coach Don Shula called me into his office and told me the truth: I had a torn ACL, and I was being released. Just like that, my career was over. I was 25 years old, sitting in an apartment I had signed a lease on two days earlier, broke, cut from a team for the first time in my life, and facing a surgery that would end the only dream I had ever known. My contract was voided because of a pre-existing injury. Then, as if life wanted to make sure I felt every ounce of the fall, someone broke into my new car—the one I could no longer afford—and stole the expensive sound system I had just installed. I sat there in the dark, not just around me, but inside me. I could not see tomorrow. Football had always told me who I was. Without it, I felt like a failure. I felt forgotten. I felt cheated. And even now, every time I watch that 99-yard return, it is hard not to think about what might have been. But God did not let that be the end of my story. Years later, when I was diagnosed with ALS, I already knew what darkness felt like. I knew the sound of silence after the crowd stops cheering. I knew what it meant to lose the life you thought you were supposed to have. But I also knew how to pray from the floor. I knew how to get out of bed when my heart wanted to stay buried. So when you see me smiling, understand this: That smile did not come easy. It came through pain, tears, depression, broken dreams, and battles nobody saw. It came from surviving nights I thought would destroy me. And every time I see that video, I still wonder what might have been. But I also remember this: I am still here. And that means God was not finished with me.

HISTORY LESSON ON YOUR SOCIAL SECURITY CARD: Just in case some of you young whippersnappers (& some older ones) didn’t know this. It’s easy to check out, if you don’t believe it. Be sure and show it to your family and friends. They need a little history lesson on what’s what and it doesn’t matter whether you are Democrat or Republican. Facts are FACTS. Up until the 1980's, Social Security cards expressly stated the number and card were not to be used for identification purposes. Since nearly everyone in the United States now has a number, it became convenient to use it anyway and the "NOT FOR IDENTIFICATION" message was removed. Franklin Roosevelt, a Democrat, introduced the Social Security (FICA) Program. His promises are in black, with updates in brackets. 1.) That participation in the Program would be completely voluntary [No longer voluntary], 2.) That the participants would only have to pay 1% of the first $1,400 of their annual Incomes into the Program [Now 7.65% on the first $90,000, and 15% on the first $90,000 if you’re self-employed], 3.) That the money the participants elected to put into the Program would be deductible from their income for tax purposes each year [No longer tax deductible] 4.) That the money the participants put into the independent ‘Trust Fund’ rather than into the general operating fund, and therefore, would only be used to fund the Social Security Retirement Program, and no other Government program [Under Johnson the money was moved to the General Fund and spent] 5.) That the annuity payments to the retirees would never be taxed as income [Under Clinton & Gore up to 85% of your Social Security can be taxed]. Since many of us have paid into FICA for years and are now receiving a Social Security check every month — and then finding that we are getting taxed on 85% of the money we paid to the Federal government to ‘put away’ — you may be interested in the following. Q: Which Political Party took Social Security from the independent ‘Trust Fund’ and put it into the general fund so that Congress could spend it? A: It was Lyndon Johnson and the democratically controlled House and Senate. Q: Which Political Party eliminated the income tax deduction for Social Security (FICA) withholding? A: The Democratic Party. Q: Which Political Party started taxing Social Security annuities? A: The Democratic Party, with Al Gore casting the ‘tie-breaking’ deciding vote as President of the Senate, while he was Vice President of the US AND MY FAVORITE: Q: Which Political Party decided to start giving annuity payments to immigrants? A: That’s right! Jimmy Carter and the Democratic Party. Immigrants moved into this country, and at age 65, began to receive Social Security payments! The Democratic Party gave these payments to them, even though they never paid a dime into it! Now, after violating the original contract (FICA), the Democrats turn around and tell you that the Republicans want to take your Social Security away! And the worst part about it is uninformed citizens believe it! If enough people receive this, maybe a seed of awareness will be planted and maybe changes will evolve. Maybe not, though. Some Democrats are awfully sure of what isn’t so but it’s worth a try. How many people can YOU send this to?

🚨JAMES TALARICO — THE DERANGED TEXAS LEFTIST FREAK — SPENT THREE FULL YEARS IN SCHOOL PRETENDING TO BE A GIRL NAMED “JEANNINE” BEFORE TRYING TO SUE THE SCHOOL TO SEAL THE RECORDS! Follow @RedLivesMatterQ From 6th through 9th grade, this vegan gender weirdo went full “Jeannine” Talarico mode at a small K-12 outside Austin. Multiple verified classmates just dropped the receipts. When the truth started leaking out, the little cross-dressing bitch tried to legally bury it like the pathetic fraud he is. This is the same radical soy boy now pushing every insane gender ideology on kids while hiding his own twisted past. No wonder he’s such a deranged Democrat — the guy’s entire personality is built on mental illness and deception. The Democrats really scraped the bottom of the barrel with this one. Share this everywhere and expose every last gender-weirdo fraud in office! Follow @mcafeenew for more drops.