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Saturday, November 24. 2007Thanksgiving Fun with Relatives, and the blood of my ancestorsGot any rabid Moonbat relatives? Man, I do. Our loyal readers are lucky that I got out of there alive. I was close to getting waterboarded, if not tied up and thrown into one of the several roaring fires in the fireplaces (they have four in the antique farmhouse). All I did was to ask three entirely innocent and unprovocative questions in a mild-mannered, friendly fashion: 1. What if Iraq works out well? 2. Have you ever tried to find out where your "recycled" glass ends up? and 3. Who do you want to pay your medical bills for you? Apparently I am an "idiot," "greedy," "in denial" and a "blind Bush-lover." There was no possibility of calm, rational discussion. My fault: I have a couple of glasses of wine and I open my big mouth. I gracefully retired from the field after being asked "Didn't you see Al Gore's movie? Didn't you see the hockey stick graph?" It's almost enough to make a Conservative/Libertarian like me decide to register as a Republican. Every one of these folks is prosperous by statistics (top 1% income, but far higher in assets like investments, home, second houses and land), and expensively over-educated - and each one of them has an envious, brooding, toxic contempt for the presumptively "criminally wealthy." Why do they care about what others do? And why so ungrateful for their freedom to chose their own lives in their own way? Why so bitter? I am the only one who isn't even in the top 25% income category (I am at about the US average, with no assets other than a modest IRA, a $31,000 savings account in a Vanguard bond fund, a half-paid off Ford F-150 at 0% interest, and a powerful server and router rescued from my friend's company's discards. My modest and comfy living quarters, with wood stove, are rented. I do not do debt, and I do not need stuff; I desire no wine cellar and I drink good beer happily at Rudy's Bar and Grill. Yes, I could use a sweetie wife, if I can find a serious keeper to whom to devote myself.) I don't give a damn what other people do or make because I chose my own path in life: I do not covet other peoples' money nor would I ask or expect anyone to pay my bills. I believe that my freedom from government power is my wealth and my inheritance, purchased with the blood of my ancestors and of my fellow countrymen. For that historically rare and remarkable blessing I am fortunate - and profoundly thankful every day - not just on Thanksgiving. Trackbacks
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weren't you ever taught to never, ever discuss religion or politics with family or friends or neighbors? that is right ,this blog is the only safe haven for those evil opinions. lol
I checked it out. Ours goes to a landfill in West Virginia. Far too expensive to recycle glass, which is made from sand.
I stayed "tipsy", as they say for gals of my age. I planned it that way. I did it that way. It worked out ok.
NJ, I think you have said much more than you realize in this post, which is why I separated it from your Saturday links.
True enough, freedom from government is the most precious thing we have. Unfortunately that won't prevent us from frittering it away.
NJ: What a familiar experience! Too familiar. We'll need to make it up to them some way. X-mas gifts would the perfect opportunity. Something appropriate. And politically correct. And green:
http://americandigest.org/mt-archives/006833.php (via Professor Instapundit) Nice decalaration, NJ. Pretty much the classic American ideal attitude, i'd say. You can be thankful for that, too--even tho you built it yourself!
I'm right there with you NJ. Am pretty much a pariah if (when) I opine about the war or shopping at Walmart or recycling with some friends and family. Not fun. You have my deepest sympathy. heh. (At least the food and drink at some of these gatherings is tremendous and that does help.)) Also my lifes few burdens are lightened thanks to my family and friends, regardless of their politics.
Happy Thanksgiving to all the volunteers here at Maggies Farm. NJ, you recently asked "Why are we doing this?" Must say I am glad you are. Maggies Farm offers insight and challenging ideas and information and is pretty to look at. Has good entertainment too. I mostly started to read blogs for the political news and views but this blog has so much more. Thanks you all. Ah for the good old days – when somebody like Billy Graham could say that he simply voted for the guys who he believed would do the best job and not be called an “@$$#*[=" for it.
Actually no, I don't. My family are all pretty conservative.
Mixed family. No one brings anything up...anymore.
You learn not to talk about politics with family after awhile. I can't even wear an American flag t-shirt to family barbeques without some anti-jingoism hurled my way.
I am the only true conservative among thirty or so family members, including my wife. It is impossible for me to discuss politics with them on any level. Mentioning the word liberal, Rush Limbaugh or anything positive concerning George Bush is incendiary. They look at me as if I am an alien from another planet. The sad fact is that many of them are also conservatives, yet don't realize it.
You have my sympathies, my friend. I was brought up in a household where free political and lifestyle discussions were held at the dinner table every night, moderated by my wonderful father, who only once lost his temper momentarily when my brother, then ten years old and having just read Mein Kampf, expressed unbridled admiration for Adolf Hitler. [It was a temporary aberration by the way and he recovered and returned to reason quickly, aided by remedial reading assignments from my father, who was a banker and an intellectual]
But those days of free discussions and relatively courteous disagreements are all behind us, aren't they? Today, my gentle husband doesn't allow me to discuss politics here in the South. No one does, and we all are the poorer for it. But the Liberal Left seems not to understand the principles of civil discourse, and the last Democrat I admired, Pat Moynihan, died. Now we only have Joe Lieberman. And he's deserted the Democratic Party. Worst of all, my husband's grown daughter and her husband are 9/11 "truthers" and thinks the White House brought the twin towers down. Why she can't say. So stupid and embarrassing. Marianne Matthews Met a new branch of my beloved's family yesterday. Within the first 10 minutes one of em said something about the women breaking into my home: "ohh, they must be conservatives you think?" My response: "you know folks the liberals can be awful nasty people also!".
I am lucky in a way - my relatives simply do not hear anything I say.
- - - Don't: `Have you ever tried to find out where your "recycled" glass ends up?` I often wish I had saved a cite from a couple of years ago. Someone wrote an article for a waste-processing journal showing that recycling is only efficient if kept below 38% - more, and recycling costs more than it recovers. |