1.22.2017

Trumpism from an Avid Trump Supporter!

Observations from today's Inauguration (#DayOne)
1) It is pretty sad when a billionaire has to run a self-financed campaign - deflecting special interests and lobbyists along the way - to argue for the middle-class rights when even a middle-class person could never afford to run for president and in many cases not even local political races.  Thank God, so far, for DJT!
2) American middle class who voted for Trump were working instead of mooching government dollars (as in attending Obama's administration inaugurations of 2009 and 2013). So, where were all the DJT supporters?  Working!
3) Weather and impending newscaster's doom of possible violent protesters kept sensibleAmerican's away from potential harm; 
4) it's not business as usual, get used to it!  Same old, same old doesn't cut it anymore.
5) Fringe loonies - get a job and a life ... quit bashing (vandalizing) buildings or things you don't own because you are too lazy to work and are fearing the lapse of government hand-outs ... because you might ACTUALLY have to WORK for a change!

3.04.2008

Thanks, Brett, for a Game well-played

I was among those not surprised by Brett Favre's retirement from NFL Football as the Green Bay Packer's premier quarterback and one of the penultimate players of the game. Mississippi is not only loaded with talented and influential individuals in every realm (music, athletics, politics, acting, etc.), they also have an abundance of common sense.

The Mississippi Gulf Coast, from which Brett hailed (Kiln), has a resilience not seen by many, especially those who claim to be N'Awlinians. Us Hurricane Katrina victims, among those in the worst natural disaster in the history of the United States, with "No thanks to George Bush & Co.," were among those as resilient, if not more. It's no surprise, either, that Brett started 275 consecutive games, with or without injury, fate, and all else awaiting him some of those game days. Brett, as good as he was at football, was almost as good as all the hits put out by B.B. King, the movies acted in by Morgan Freeman, the multitude of hit novels by John Grisham, the shows and endowments produced by Oprah Winfrey, just to name a few. The list really does go on and on for the kind, if not humble and most genteel folks from Mississippi.

Brett, thank you for reliving the 'kid' in all of us as a great representative of our state. We Mississippians are, all, still kids at heart, marveling in the new wonders we continue to discover each day and in the love we share with our neighbors and our families. With his down-to-earth, true-to-home (Mississippi) charms, Brett brought forth and kept in front of the world what it means to be a real person, faults (we call 'em warts), charms, and all.

Thanks, Brett Favre, one kind and decent man. May your retirement be the best years of your life as you golf, swim, bar-b-que, play sandlot football, and whatever else your mind dares and your body enables! Thanks for giving us a great several chapters in our lives as well as living dreams many of us would never get to live, but did in you.

God bless you and yours.

11.20.2007

Goodbye, Dear Noah


God bless and keep you and yours, always ...
I cannot EVEN begin to imagine as a parent or caretaker the stress the loss of such a wonderful dear laddie can cause. But, for reasons unknown to the rest of us, there is one we'll never know or ever understand, but one that we can accept over time.
We are thinking of you and all those you endeared.
Again, Noah, may God bless ...

8.05.2007

How Doggone Neat is this?

Testing

Above is the 'profound' message I just posted from my cell phone (using SMS) to go@blogger.com at Google. Lo and behold, I got a token from Google to logon to Mobile Blogger. After a few, easy set up pages, I chose not to have a new Blogger spot, but to keep all here. This is awesome. Really!

Talk about a true 'corporate citizen' ... Google, you truly are! I wish more would follow your lead.

3.14.2007

Credit Agencies Running Amok ...

Has anyone but me noticed the ridiculosity of tactics by Credit Card agencies, here lately? I CAN tell you that most credit agencies, out of the goodness of their hearts, I'm sure, gave a three to four-month 'reprieve' to most Mississippi Coastal residents on paying bills, post Hurricane Katrina (pHK). Nice gesture? Sure. Results? Horrifying.

My wife and I decided not to take advantage of the pHK reprieve, but rather pay bills best as we could. While we we may have been late on a few, we paid them nonetheless. Now, mind you, we were without electricity for 14 days, our post office was torn to hell and back and the postal delivery service was no better, and we had to resort to intermittent dial-up connections as our broadband service with BellSouth left a lot to be desired. Regardless, our bills got paid, one way or another.

A couple of months afterwards, we started getting calls from Nissan Motor Acceptance Corporation (NMAC) and Sears Home Improvement (Citibank, Inc.). While we were able to resolve our NMAC bill fairly easily thanks to a great rep from their company, he could not, however, stave off their LATE PAYMENT tag to the credit bureaus. Now, CITIBANK, INC. is a horse of a different color, breed, temperament, etc. Talk about the king and queen of assholes when it comes to dealing with people, they take the cake, eat it, belch it, fart it, and defecate it - all in your face - almost all at once.

Now, one must attempt to reach any credit card 'collection agency' by phone. You won't find anything about a web site for them. You either call them and listen to them harangue you, with you trying to get a word in edge-wise in attempts to rectify your bill.

The wonderful folks from CITIBANK, Inc. have been kind enough to call my house 5 - 6 times a day. The couple of times we have bothered to talk to them out of their last 300 hundred calls to my house, they've been nothing but rude, taunting, daunting, and not really helpful at all in resolving the 'ghost' complaint they have regarding our bill.

I have written CITIBANK, Inc. and informed them that I will be filing a criminal complaint against them for harassment if they continue to call my house without some kind of written proof as to why they want to waste such precious time and energy of incompetent operators who have not a clue as to what they are doing other than bothering folks, beyond ridiculous.

So, for those of you living on Coastal MS, God bless you in dealing with any of the agencies above or the numerous others I haven't mentioned. Oh, by the way, did I mention that our wonderful electricity provider, Mississippi Power Company, is charging customers who use to pay nearly $200.00 per month for their power bill, upwards of $500.00 (and in some cases, beyond), just because their houses aren't insulated due to storm damage. What a fine business they are. I've personally listened to horror stories while attempting to pay a bill - aimed at their hidden cave - and recoiled in horror at the amounts due by some. Earnest, honest folks trying to make do to people who are no less rude than some of the folks at CITIBANK, Inc.

Yeah, long live Capitalism.

3.09.2007

Welcome Traveler!

Traveler is Connie's and my newest addition. Maybe it isn't fair to Ami (former) or Trav' (for short) that he's the near spittin' image of former dogs we've had. He's a jewel, needless to say. He's an add-on to a wife and husband, lonely, and somewhat disparate after the long haul of repairing a house, post-Katrina.

Traveler, as black as he is and as much better as he responds to Pretty Boy - aka Petit Boy (for the island south of us), he's still named after General Robert E. Lee's grey horse that trotted in to surrender the South to the damned Yankees. ; )

So, welcome, big boy. You are more than welcome into your new home, now. (Even if you have just 'accidentally' dropped a job along the usual pathway in the house ... Oh, the joy.)

Okay, now I can get used to this ...

As president of MECA (Mississippi Educational Computing Association) 2008, I have been on the search, low, high, nigh, and wide for a speaker that can compel us Mississippi tech teachers and other assortment of tech support folks into a mode that will keep us going forever and ever in the great tech advance mode of which we already excel .. really. I think I found it today, with the help of Babs.

David Warlick has been kind enough to consider us among his first stops in the new year to come (2008), having already been here as a promoter of ThinkQuest, way back when. So, let's get on a roll. With Jerry Ball and Hot Sauce making waves with the music, MECA 2008 is ready to rock! And, we having even gotten started good, yet!

I'm ready to move on to the circuit myself, having been honored with a number of accolades, I'm sure most are undeserving, but will take advantage of them as time goes on. See ya' round later.

12.15.2005

Hurricane Katrina Post-Haste



Lord, this has been the natural disaster of modern lifetime and my wife and I are in the middle of it all.

It would be nice if the damages and repairs were consistent, but they aren't. My wife and I had water in our house, nearly three feet, but no wind damage. Our immediate neighbors had the same, but some also had wind damage to roofs and structures. Distant neighbors south lost their entire homes or the ones they had were gutted and barely recognizable. Distant neighbors north received no damage and I'm sure counting their blessings each and every day.

Being at our house during the world's most destructive hurricane may not have been wise, but it was smart when Katrina blew her last breath of wind and the Gulf of Mexico our way. And, thank God for our wonderful daughter, Meagan, in spite of no telephone or other contact, made a way to our home with a wealth of survival supplies and the commandeering attitude reminiscent of West Point grads - get it done! We pulled sheetrock, wet and 'stank' carpet, furniture, appliances, etc. for days, it seemed. By the 5th day, when Meagan, had to report back to duty, we were more or less 'on our own', but in a good way. Thank you, sweet daughter of mine!

My wife and I are fortunate in the fact that we own our home. Well, maybe. So many others are left with slabs, but normal, and some with giant mortgages that have, for the most part, resumed now that the storm is more or less just a passing fancy. Others have their homes, but absolutely no resources in which to repair their homes. Like they say, "Out of sight, out of mind." That saying has never been more true than now.

My wife and I got *no* money from homeowners insurance as this was a 'flood', even if it truly wind-driven water. The Gulf of Mexico just doesn't flood. Yeah, right, Dickie. Of course, we'd been told by insurance agents for year we were foolish to purchase flood insurance as we 'didn't live in a flood zone'. Hindsight is surely 20-20. FEMA granted us remedies totaling $9558.00 for damages exceeding $30,000. The most FEMA is to pay anyone is just over $15,000. My wife and I will not see that amount as FEMA is done with us. SBA wanted to saddle us with a $73,000 loan at well over $800 per month for 12 years and a lien on our what would be formerly-owned home. After an attempt / written appeal to borrow only $10,000 at a reduced montly rate, we've yet to hear from them again. Alas.

What was one solution? FEMA trailers. The great majority of our neighbors and other hurricane-affected victims have FEMA trailers with an average of about 400 square feet for at least 18 months. My wife and I opted *not* to get a FEMA trailer due to the fact that we felt those more deserving (tent folks, infirm, etc.) should get them. Thus, we have lived in our house before, during, and, now, after the storm. What happens to those who don't have the resources to rebuild or repair their homes in those 18 months? Get'r done or out the street one goes? Who the hell knows ...

To each his own damage it is and to each his own remedies. The one-size fits all remedies offered by the feds (FEMA and SBA) just don't and will continue not to work with the damage suffered by all, in his / her own way.

This whole post-hurricane so-called relief has been the biggest mess anyone has ever attempted to correct or at least normalize ever. It's hard to rhyme and reason with something as powerful as nature. No natural disaster in the history of the free world, especially in a (overly and assumingly?) developed country, has ever knocked the wind out of the sails of so many, those local up to the federal level. Aside from the man-made disaster that was Hiroshima and Nagasaki, never have so many had to do with so little resources as good as they could have been. And, the United States provided for its former enemies after wreaking havoc upon their cities and countries in a way that made me, at one time, proud to be an American.

For instance, take the Marshall Plan, the result of (well-deserved at the time) American-inflicted devastation on Europe and Asia ...

"In a now-celebrated speech delivered at the Harvard University commencement on June 5, 1947, Secretary of State George Catlett Marshall (1880-1959) proposed a solution to the wide-spread hunger, unemployment, and housing shortages that faced Europeans in the aftermath of World War II. Marshall's address was the culmination of increasing U.S. concern over the disintegrating European situation. The physical destruction of the war and the general economic dislocation threatened a breakdown of moral, social, and commercial life. Raw materials and food were in short supply, and war-damaged industries needed machinery and capital before production could be resumed.

Marshall suggested that the European nations themselves set up a program for reconstruction, with United States assistance. This speech marked the official beginning of the Economic Recovery Program (ERP), better known as "The Marshall Plan." Under the plan, the United States provided aid to prevent starvation in the major war areas, repair the devastation of those areas as quickly as possible, and begin economic reconstruction. The plan had two major aims: to prevent the spread of communism in Western Europe and to stabilize the international order in a way favorable to the development of political democracy and free-market economies." [ http://www.loc.gov/exhibits/marshall/mars0.html ]

Is what FEMA and SBA has done any sort of a 'Marshall Plan'? Is there, or was there ever, a plan to help one of the former major cities (New Orleans) of the world and its neighbors (rest of LA, MS, and AL) recover? There's certainly been nothing sort of a 'Marshall Plan' around here. It's mostly a drastic combination of Keystone Cops and The Three Stooges in a bad drama or dream, take your pick. Where are our leaders? Why aren't they acting, pro- or re-? The Gulf Coast states, cities, their towns and communities are earnest and resilient indeed. But, they can't be long-lasting unless some real thought-out help is given them soon.

9/11, as God-awful it was, had human-inflicted damage and destruction at least contained within a few square miles whereas the nature-inflicted - aka Katrina - damage along the Gulf Coast and inland counties, cities, and towns covered no less than 100,000 square miles. That's twice the size of New York state! So, what now? Let's get our thinking caps on, folks. Next time, no matter the disaster, it could be you ... Help us and help yourself. Let your Congressional leaders know what you think. See you around, soon, if not sooner, I hope.

6.26.2005

Carry On, Meagan!

Yesterday, Connie, mother, and I saw our one and only child, Lt. Meagan Belk, U.S. Army, off into the world to become an independent young adult. Not that she hasn't already had to be exceptionally responsible and independent in her role as a cadet at the United States Military Academy at West Point, but one that is now out of the confines of the comfort zone that was West Point. Meagan now gets to make her own decisions in life, good and bad, and hopefully learn from those not so desirable. However, as a proud dad, I must admit that I have very little doubts my wonderful daughter will do quite well.

The next six months will find her back at West Point as a military employee there, completing her physical therapy on her surgically-repaired knee, and then on to Aberdeen Proving Grounds, MD for office basic training in Ordnance. From there, it's South Korea for a minimum two-year post experience. Somewhere in between all her activity, we'll make every effort on both our parts to visit as often as possible.

The best to you in your new life, Meagan! Your mother and I, while a bit sad at the ever-emptying nest, are so proud of you, it's hard to describe in words. May God bless you, always. Carry on, Meagan! : )

6.02.2005

My Dearest Darling Daughter ...

Congratulations, Lieutenant Constance Meagan Belk!

My dearest Meagan:

I do not even know where or how to begin to tell you of the immense pride I have in your most stellar accomplishment yet. It nearly takes my breath away - it certainly boggles my mind - to think of the hurdles you overcame to get to West Point and the stamina and resolve to see your education and training for the military while there. Your graduation simply marks the end of one era and the beginning of another.

You, my dear, are now a West Point graduate! You are now an alumni of one of the greatest institutions in the world! When this all sinks in, that's going to one warm, fuzzy feeling you'll love having, I'm sure.

You took the road of high morals, high principles, and high expectations. And, I am confident that you've only yet just begun. Lest I remind you that of 12 applicants to consider per cadet offered a chance at West Point, they decided on you as one of those chosen, precious few. Why? You are a empathetic, yet demanding leader in every sense of the word, so very smart in every way, no matter how you felt at times when competing with America's best and brightest (yes, you were among them), possess a conscience envied by many, and a healthy dose of confidence to carry on, always.

You are my pride and joy, Meagan. I sometimes wonder how I got the honor of being so deserving of such a wonderful daughter as you. I'm glad, though, that I have the privilege of being your father. I have and always will thank God everyday for that honor.

What your future holds is now up to you, as it always has been. You've handled it all so well. I'm confident whatever path you decide to take from this point forward will be one that you feel is in your best interest and those around you.

Not just because you my daughter, but I must tell you that you are among one of the finest, dearest, and most gregarious young ladies I've ever had the pleasure of being around.

“May your path come easy (or as tough as you want it to be). May trouble not come your way, ever. May you go with no sorrow. May happiness (always) be your guide. And when we meet again, May your heart (always) be filled with joy.”

TO “MY PRINCESS”, forever and always,

Daddy_.

5.04.2005

Too Scary to Think About, Sometimes ...

"As advertising blather becomes the nation's normal idiom, language becomes printed noise."
George Will

4.29.2005

When there's really nothing to write ...

... just turn to the wise words of today's philosophers.

"A bookstore is one of the only pieces of evidence we have that people are still thinking."
- Jerry Seinfeld

4.18.2005

I'm Worried, Truly ...

About education.

Here's why: 1) A certain president, who will remain unnamed at present, is pressing ahead on a No Child Left Behind (NCLB) program that is hell-bent on punishing non-confirming and non-performing schools moreso than praising those who are excelling. Ask me WHY certain schools can excel and some can't. I'll give it to you rather bluntly. 2) A complacent public who has grown rather accustomed to public education taking their children early and attempting to mold them in a custom way, forgetting that the potter's wheel still turns at home - as bad as some homes are ... 3) We have expectations of children nowadays that are most unrealisic, no thanks to a president whose name I still won't mention, but has the initials: GWB. 4) Testing run wild. I can't imagine any child in this day and age taking ANY test these days, classrooom or otherwise seriously, since all they have to face each day is more and more testing ... Gracious.

Goodbye, Little Friend

Little friend was, indeed, this man's best friend ... His registered name? Mimi's Mon Ami. Mimi is short for Meagan, our precious daughter. Mon Ami, shortened to "Meezer", a few years ago, along with a few other pet names he always recognized from each, was Mea's 9th birthday present. A dog, Yes, a dog ... a full-bred, black as spades, in the beginning, mintoy poodle. All 11 pounds of him. He was always underfoot and taking care of his momma, daddy, and sis, no matter how many times he got stepped on or tussled.

If Ami wasn't crapping or pissing outside, it was the nearest convenient spot inside, be it curtains, clothes, furniture, or whatever spot was vacant at the time. As much as he slept during the day, acknowledgeing no one, not even the teenage burglars who broke into our house many moons ago, he was forgiven. Still, he was a pretty good watch dog when he wasn't on sleep watch.

After nearly thirteen years of tireless faithfulness, joyfulnes with our presence, and untiring and undying love for his compatriots, his end came rather quickly, but sadly. So many years of tireless devotion came to an end nearly two weeks ago. Deterioating eyesight, paralyzed hips, and a uncrontollable bladder left him hapless, nothing he'd ever faced at any point in this life. Those cloudy, cataracted eyes looked to us and asked, "what is going on with me?" His body being overtaken by systemic shutodwn, he was no worse for the wear, minute by minte, as his head bobbled side to side and his front legs - his last line of defense - were giving way. After solemn and last goodbyes and thank you kisses from momma and daddy, he met his death under the eye of a most kind vet's needle. God bless the vet.

Ami, you are missed. You wouldn't believe the habits we've grown so accustomed with your former presence. The gates and house doors are still closed behind us, immediately, and every now and then, a shadow comes by when we feel the need to let you in or let you out. You were what and who we tended to in our daughter's absence. You can't imagine just how much you are missed, already.

Thank you, Ami, for many, many wonderful years of faithful companionship. I wish all dogs could be as wonderful to their masters as you were to us. Surely, and hopefully, all dogs DO go to heaven ,,,

3.23.2005

Schiavo Sayonara

Until anyone has been through a series of hells with a vegetative-state or terminally-ill relative (i.e., spouse, parent, sibling, child, etc.), don't be so quick to judge. And, please tell Congress and President Bush, "Thanks, but no thanks for the attempted help" as good as some of their intentions might have been.

Life and death should not be legislated or executively orchestrated at the federal level or states under any circumstances. The right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness as guaranteed by the constitution already states the law. It's up to the judiciary to make sure its followed or not. It appears, thus far, unless some constitutional turncoat lucks him or herself into such a position to turn the tables on the circumstances as they now appear to be.

Michael Schiavo isn't and hasn't been an ideal husband or any saint, and may be truthfully following his distant wife's wishes. As much as money is a topic of conversation in the media and in gossip circles, one can rest assured that Michael Schiavo isn't going to get rich immediately off this episode. But, he will eventually by some media that has a penchant for glamorizing it's own staged drama.

Shame on the media for making this such an issue, and on anyone else involved with this case to attempt coercion on anyone to resolve what their side wishes. What happens now is for the best ... just allow Terri Schiavo to die, not from starvation, but as peacefully as possible with, what else, euthanasia. Hopefully, there is a better life to come.

1.07.2005

Forced Democracy?

Okay, so now Afghanistan has a democracy. Can they keep it? Iraq is next up for one, do they really want it? And, can they even get it, let alone keep it?

Millions of Americans and hundreds of thousands of soldiers sure hope so. After all, look at the toil and strife that has been endured to date and that to come. I DO believe the Al-Qads (spoken 'Cads') really don't want it. They can't handle it and surely don't want to, either.

I do know that so much good - that we'll never hear about - has come to pass in Iraq, but can the Iraqis, without our help, keep that which they may learn to endear or simply accept as an viable alternative to the brutual tyranny they faced before?

Are we forcing democracy on others because we know nothing better? Or should I say a capitalistic society instead? Capitalist who want Christianity to prevail, yet many - not all, mind you - of them will do ANYTHING (including dealing with the devil - profits ring a bell - for Christianity's sake) to make sure they profit from it ... Can we really have our cake, icing, candles, and ice cream, all at once? If it succeeds, more power to those that pulled it off. If not, well ... Then again, the insurgents and Al-Qads invoke their so-called 'religion' in all they do. What a bunch of idiots! They are as, if not more hypocritical than us, as in US of A.

Temper on ...

1.05.2005

Mandatory Busing in the Good Ol' US of A

Has anyone, pray tell, looked at the agenda of the late Thurgood Marshall, and come to the conclusion that the gentleman, formerly of the high court (as in Supreme Court, duh!) was a blooming idiot? It is of this person's (yes, your typcial V'er on Themes and AMs) opinion that he personally drove through 'legislation' in a democratic-controlled congress - never mind separation of powers, mind you - the need to 'bus' students eons and further away from their destinations just to 'prove something'?

Help me out, here. I'm getting really cynical in my old age and wondering gets me in trouble ... Then, again, I'm already in trouble, and stay as such, perpetually ... ; )

Let's Kick this Off with a Whimper

"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

--Emma Lazarus--