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An interesting view to see how our President- Elect’s will stack up with the current Presidents Cabinet.

The percentage of each past president's cabinet... Who had worked in the private business sector ... prior to their appointment to the cabinet.

You know what the private business sector is a real-life business...not a government job.

Here are the percentages.

38% - T. Roosevelt

40%  - Taft

52%  - Wilson

49% - Harding

48% -  Coolidge

42%  - Hoover

50%  - F. D. Roosevelt

50% -  Truman

57%  - Eisenhower

30%  - Kennedy

47%  - Johnson

53%  - Nixon

42%  - Ford

32%  - Carter

56%  - Reagan

51%  - GH Bush

39%  - Clinton

55%  - GW Bush

8%  -  Obama

If President-Elect Trump’s cabinet is going to help “drain the swamp” his group of adviser may have a considerably higher %

  

Late last night as the crowds waited for the traditional concession speech I was truly saddened to see the level of angst in the crowd. Heartfelt tears were shed.  Hearts were truly broken.  Hugs of comfort were exchanged.  The TV monitors showing the ongoing damning tallies were turned off and replaced by recorded music as not to make a difficult situation worse. 

I admit I felt bad for them; every bit as bad for her supporters as they would have felt for me if the tables were turned.  Their faith, hope, and dreams were very much wrapped up in her certain victory over the buffoon newcomer with the funny hair and very visible personal imperfections.  Even though this sounds sarcastic that level of sadness was tough to view.

After President-Elect Trump’s victory it has come to my attention that several of Mrs. Clinton’s celebrity supporter are distraught at her loss as well.  This brought to mind comments from many of her other celebrity supporters where they threatened to move to another country, another continent, or another planet.  

With this thought in mind I would like to offer direction to those that may have forgotten which way they need to head to find the border.  I would not ask them to leave nor suggest they go.  I am sure President-Elect Trump will be all inclusive and listen to the opinions of all citizens in the same vein that President Obama listened to the voices of the people that wanted to repeal Obamacare or were concerned with his over-reaching executive orders.

Attention Attention!!!   Barbara Streisand, Brian Cranston, Miley Cyrus, Amy Schumer, John Stewart, Cher (Jupiter), Chelsea Handler (Spain), Samuel L. Jackson, Whoopee Goldberg (who cares as long as she goes) , Neve Campbell, George Lopez, Al Sharpton (please pay the millions in back taxes before you go), Katy Perry and Lady Gaga.  The way to the border you were talking about is north, south, east, or west.  Jupiter would be roughly strait up as a general direction.  Choose the country that would suit your own personal views.  Choose the country that will offer you the same freedoms, the same health care, the same infrastructure.

I am not suggesting you leave.  The collective drain of intellect (esp. Miley Cyrus, Amy Schumer and Whoopee Goldberg) would be difficult, as a nation to recover from . . . but leave if you must.  We your fans will miss your comments, the nude posts to bring attention to your candidates well thought out programs, the simple unblemished beauty of your countenance (Whoopee) and the staggering talent (Miley).

We as a nation will suffer greatly but try to move on and try in our feeble attempt to Make America Great Again.

In a few years President Trump will be gone and you can come back for the next adventure into your own personal world of elitism and social experimentation.

To Mrs. Clinton’s celebrity friends and supporters please be safe in your upcoming travels.

My lovely bride told me of this article in our very own Lima News.   My comments are in red.  It reads:

Glenn: Gun shows, not gangs, cause of violence

LIMA — The surge of gun violence in the city of Lima during the past six months has left many on edge, anxious to find a solution. For 6th Ward Councilman Derry Glenn, the answer lies in keeping handguns off the streets and out of the hands of young people.

“Let’s talk about the guns,” he said. “People are scared of the [National Rifle Association], but I’m not afraid of them. Mr. Glenn,  if the NRA heard the words "Derry Glenn" there would be a quiet and puzzled  "who"  Our babies are killing one another right now, and I’m not going to let this continue to happen.” That our "babies are killing one another right now" is tragic and I commend Mr Glenn for his activism but Mr. Glenn make sure you lay the blame at the feet of the actual problem. That problem is a breakdown in the fabric and morality of the community.  People that have no guidance of a traditional family structure. 

Glenn maintained that gun violence is being incorrectly blamed on gangs in Lima, a problem he says does not exist.

“Due to my experience working in the prison system and knowing about gangs and walking around for days talking to kids here, I know there is not a gang situation here in Lima,” he said. “It’s that we’re allowing them to buy guns at gun shows like at the fairgrounds. Kids are telling me they’re having adults buy guns for them. They’re not coming from burglaries.” As usual the logic is flawed . . . rather than focusing on where these young people get their firearms you may want to consider that these "innocent" young people ARE SEEKING THE GUNS.  No one at the gun show is running up and down the streets of Lima, gathering these young people up , transporting them to the guns show and forcing firearms into their hands.  The young people are seeking them out

Glenn asserted that gun show vendors are not requiring identification before a sale, even citing stories of people as young as 17 buying guns.

“People want to slap a ‘gang’ label on things so people can be charged with racketeering and be put away for life,” he said.

Lima Police Lt. Brian Leary painted a different picture of the situation, noting that while gangs in Lima are not as big as they were in the 1990s at the height of the cocaine trade, they still exist. 

Yet one more set of excuses that tries to  move the focus from the actual problem to some "shiny object"

Max Lucado

NOTE: This is an updated version of the blog originally posted 2/24/16. This expanded version was published 2/26/16 by the Washington Post.

As the father of three daughters, I reserved the right to interview their dates. Seemed only fair to me. After all, my wife and I’d spent 16 or 17 years feeding them, dressing them, funding braces, and driving them to volleyball tournaments and piano recitals. A five-minute face-to-face with the guy was a fair expectation. I was entrusting the love of my life to him. For the next few hours, she would be dependent upon his ability to drive a car, avoid the bad crowds, and stay sober. I wanted to know if he could do it. I wanted to know if he was decent.

This was my word: “decent.” Did he behave in a decent manner? Would he treat my daughter with kindness and respect? Could he be trusted to bring her home on time? In his language, actions, and decisions, would he be a decent guy?

Decency mattered to me as a dad.

Decency matters to you. We take note of the person who pays their debts. We appreciate the physician who takes time to listen. When the husband honors his wedding vows, when the teacher makes time for the struggling student, when the employee refuses to gossip about her co-worker, when the losing team congratulates the winning team, we can characterize their behavior with the word decent.

We appreciate decency. We applaud decency. We teach decency. We seek to develop decency. Decency matters, right?

Then why isn’t decency doing better in the presidential race?

The leading Republican candidate to be the next leader of the free world would not pass my decency interview. I’d send him away. I’d tell my daughter to stay home. I wouldn’t entrust her to his care.

I don’t know Mr. Trump. But I’ve been chagrined at his antics. He ridiculed a war hero. He made a mockery of a reporter’s menstrual cycle. He made fun of a disabled reporter. He referred to the former first lady, Barbara Bush as “mommy,” and belittled Jeb Bush for bringing her on the campaign trail. He routinely calls people “stupid,” and “dummy.”¹ One writer catalogued sixty-four occasions that he called someone “loser.”² These were not off-line, backstage, overheard, not-to-be-repeated comments. They were publicly and intentionally tweeted, recorded, and presented.

Such insensitivities wouldn’t be acceptable even for a middle school student body election. But for the Oval Office? And to do so while brandishing a Bible and boasting of his Christian faith?

I have no inside track on the intricacies of a presidential campaign. I’m a pastor. I don’t endorse candidates or place bumper stickers on my car. But I am protective of the Christian faith. If a public personality calls on Christ one day and calls someone a “bimbo” the next, is something not awry? And to do so, not once, but repeatedly? Unrepentantly? Unapologetically? Can we not expect a tone that would set a good example for our children? We stand against bullying in schools. Shouldn’t we do the same in presidential politics?

Could concerns not be raised about other Christian candidates? Absolutely. But the concern of this article is not policy, but tone and decorum. When it comes to language, Mr. Trump is in a league of his own. “It is out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks,” Jesus said.³ Let speech befit the call. We, as Christians, would do well to summon any Christian leader to a higher standard. This includes pastors (especially this one), teachers, coaches and, by all means, presidential candidates.

All of them.

I was having a conversation with a member of may family that will remained unnamed.  That person mentioned the fact that they did not feel that as their parent I was proud of them.  Maybe another way of saying it would be that I was more proud of one more than another. 

As a modern day parent how does one proclaim their pride in their children from the roof top without being a total ass.   

So as I sit and think about that I have just a couple of questions.

Where can a parent that is proud of his child state that so the world can see it?  I know of people that spend a significant part of their lives promoting how bright, knowledgeable, accomplished, and perfect their children are.  Regardless of they are Making sure the proper pictures are posted on the right website.  Making sure the magazine or local newspaper has access to the latest and greatest event . . . significant or not . . . that will make them a star. 

Well!  It's election time again and the Clintons are out and about pressing the flesh . . . no pun intended especially for Bill.

It always gives me the willies about how they can do things so blatantly against the law showing poor judgement, real criminal activity, collusion, selling access, and nothing stick . . . I think they are two of the most ethically devoid people I have seen BUT GREAT POLITICIANS

Onyx the Wonder Dog

A mutt for a mutt.

This was my life long pal Onyx.

We got her from friend as just a normal mutt puppy We soon realized that she was a puppy full of worms and diseased . . . yes Sick as a DOG!!!

Marilyn fed her and nursed her back to health and even though Marilyn was initially responsible for her health, even her life, to me, she became MY dog.

The kids grew and so did Onyx. She grew physically to her full height (about knee high at the top of her head) and developed a life long love affair with chasing green fluorescent tennis balls. She loved them and would chase all thrown balls, even those hit with a tennis racket until she was unable to run another step, lay down for 90 seconds, and then run until unable to move again.

As our kids matured they did what all kids are supposed to do. They graduated from high school and prepared for things afterward.

The girls went off to bastions of high education. The boys served the Lord as missionaries.

As my children went off; Onyx, my true blue pal stayed right with me.

She was patient and understanding, always happy to see me, truly thrilled for just bit of attention usually in the form of scratched ears and tummy