Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Blogger Buzz: Latest updates, August 1st

Blogger Buzz: Latest updates, August 1st

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Aston Villa SHOW ME THE MONEY!!!!!

Monday, August 22, 2011

Thursday, August 18, 2011

The rioters prayer

THE RIOTERS PRAYER
Our father who are in prison,
Only mum knows his name,
Thy riots come, read it in the Sun,
In Birmingham as it is in London,
...Give us this day our welfare bread and forgive us our looting,
As we're happy to loot those who defend stuff against us,
Lead us not into employment but deliver us free housing,
For thine is the spliff, the Blackberry and the lager,
For ever and ever...
Innit!

Migrane's who need's them and why are they here!!!!??


Monday, August 8, 2011

Are we becoming Ants instead of sheep?
Statistics, statistics, statistics, if we take notice of these statistics we keep on hearing about WOW! will we be in trouble. It seems the whole world has been misguided and led down the garden path, in a direction forced upon us, by people who best take advantage of the way we first ask a question, to get an answer we need, to produce the correct statistic we require to point our lamb to the slaughter. Yes asking a well phrased question can ultimately give us the answer we require, to get the result we set out to get, without there being any chance of opposition to the desired result. The question is the key, asked in the right context, with a hint of persuasion we can get 80% of the people to give us the answer YES!, or NO, whichever one we want. We have become sheep following the poll's that say, Obama's great, Obama's crap, he wont get reelected, he wasn't born here, he screwed up with the debt ceiling. Sheep get a sense of safety and well being together in the flock, that's why they follow each other over the cliff to there doom. I ask are we somewhat guilty of doing that ourselves today. The housing bubble was a get rich quick passage of time where many joined blindly, while some looked on saying "this cannot keep going on", we still kept on jumping off the cliff, right up until the last minuet, buying that extra house that proved to be the bursting of the bubble. Supposedly the definition of being insane is to repeat a process over and over again getting the same result  but expecting the next time to be different. Maybe the world is insane, now there's a thought.  Information has played a big part in the way this has all evolved. A long time ago before the web, T V, the phone, before the wire, before  post. Information was a lot harder to obtain. Swinging people's attitude, support, vote, religion, belief, took a lot more effort. Public speaking was all the rage, where we got to hear from the guy with the opinion, the direction, the meaning of life. We got to hear and then make our own conclusion of what we had just witnessed. No statistics here, just good old listening, understanding, agreeing, disagreeing, discussion, WOW clarity as far as I can see making one's own decisions, evaluations. Back to the sheep, yes we still flocked a bit but not so unanimously, we had more varied ideas, we had more direct understanding, more personnel understanding. Now ants there's a subject? They seem to be the insect or animal of the day. No bleating, flocking, following each other over the cliff, No ants have antenna's, telecommunication, not a flock but still have a desire to stick together. They seem to go off alone a lot exploring, bumping into things bumping into each other sometimes, but then sharing information for the good of the nest and boy when they find that pot of gold do they get to work. I have seen lines of these critters 15 yards long toe to toe, antenna to antenna, three, four, five deep in places all working together for the same goal, a lump of meat or the like. There are maybe 5,6,7000 all doing the same thing. But its not jumping off a cliff. I now look at what is going on today with Egypt, Syria, America, London, many other places using there antennas to form groups who go on a rampage joined by the phone on twitter, Facebook, blogger. All with the same intent, idea, not jumping off a cliff, but getting the piece of meat.
Neil Roach

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Friday, August 5, 2011

 Some general thoughts and idea's for today

I do not think that America is an equal land of opportunity. The reason I think this is because anyone has the opportunity, but not everyone seizes the opportunity. There is equal opportunity, but not everyone puts equal effort into the opportunity. When Americans first came to this land they were so eager to get a second chance they worked hard to strive for  a better life. This is still the case today for most people, but not all people. Some people just want it handed to them on a silver platter.



As shown in this image some people do not take pride in doing a job right.


In “America” one line in the middle reads  “strong, ample, fair, capable, rich”. None of these words say lazy, free, or easy… Even the poet Walt Whitman knows that we can all achieve success with good old fashioned hard work. When the poem says freedom that does not mean freedom to be lazy. This means freedom to be what we want to be, what type of work we want to do. “Love” does not just mean typical lovesey dovesey love,
it means to love this country America. We should be proud to be American, where we have the freedom of opportunity, we should be proud to be able to work where we want to work.
Taking advantage of our freedom not to work hard or trying to freeload is not showing love for our country.
America if we want our equality back it is simple, we need to work harder get off our backsides and put our best foot forward. The opportunity is out there, just don't back down, don't get lazy, take the bull by the horns and aim for the light at the end of the tunnel.

America

By Walt Whitman  
Centre of equal daughters, equal sons,

All, all alike endear’d, grown, ungrown, young or old,

Strong, ample, fair, enduring, capable, rich,

Perennial with the Earth, with Freedom, Law and Love,

A grand, sane, towering, seated Mother,

Chair’d in the adamant of Time.