THE POLITICS OF LIVING/QUESTION

A cartoon threatening that the KKK would lynch...

A cartoon threatening that the KKK would lynch carpetbaggers. Tuscaloosa, Alabama, Independent Monitor, 1868. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Houses of Parliament are situated within t...

The Houses of Parliament are situated within the Palace of Westminster, in London. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

PS Political Science & Politics

PS Political Science & Politics (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Politics-something Lots of people don’t know the real meaning of, or use it as a topic of the day conversation with friends, these are the people who live in the world of politics and know nothing of  the beauty of life, to live free.  But i guess this goes for the both political and non-political way living life.  Meaning . . .The people who run your country run your life  anyway, living by way of their laws and rules and their ways of the economy and taxes and what they allow us to know what goes on in this world, but a Hermit, up in the mountains  lives free, until they  talk him down. 

  • Politics is something lots of people choose to block out of their lives. These people  are law-biding people living their lives knowing you have to pay to play the game.  These people understand there is NOTHING they can do to afford to fight against THEIR COUNTRY RUNNERS. These people know and understand that dabbing in the world of this cult of corrupt carpetbaggers can get you and your family killed, gone from the face of the earth.
  • Politics is the cause of lots of people to suffer the loss of their nations produce in the name of politics these people live each day mad at the world for allowing this to happen. These poor men . . .They live in a world of lost cause never enjoying each living day and the family and friends around them. They stay all alone blaming everybody else for the economy FORGETTING TO LIVE.

    This image depicts U.S. insurance health, life...

    This image depicts U.S. insurance health, life, property, and car insurance industry related political contributions from 1990 to 2010, using data from the Center for Responsive Politics (available here). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My Question is why is it that these rules still act like KINGS without castles where we bow down before them?   They are not KINGS  they are people paid to take care of  “ Nations and it’s people”.   Not make people to pay 4.00 dollars for a loaf of bread or hundreds of dollars for gas, oil, electricity, and thousands of dollars to live in a house. My question is . . .Are we really all EQUAL? Are things equal amongst men or just political beings. Man with money  versus man with farming-hoe.  Why is the farmer poor? It is he who tills the ground to feed us all. How does the man with the money own it all?

Question . . .Who was in charge of   “D-DAY “? In my case what was ” D-DAY “?

I’m ignorant of politics holding a blind eye, understanding there is NOTHING i can do except follow the law and pay the rule to play the game of life enjoying  the beautiful place this world is and the life living around me.  The rule makers are the rule beakers changing the law at will to allow them just cause,  as to what they just got away with using our hard-earned dollar like they were the kings of the world and we their slave, we the people . . .Good or bad,  live under politics taking our,  money to play their,  scheming  games against us.  Things like . . .[  To much improper medications are linked to DEATHS, killing innocent people,  seeking help from   HOSPITALS AND DOCTORS].  Why do our Rulers allow this in our health-system.  Do we not pay the proper amount of money to get safe health-care from our doctors?  Or is it the Money rulers of this world who command this source of consuming our dollar, And taxing it.

Who invented taxes anyway? Was it the carpetbagger‘s of the trade-world? or was it we want to buy your cheese but it will cost us money to go get it . . .So, hear is the deal . . .If you pay us to come and get it we will come and buy it from you.  Why? . . .Because when we get back here with it,  the big guy on the hill,  will make me pay him money to unload it, so he gets a cut and you, have to pay that as well. But don’t worry . . .When i sell each and everyone i also have to pay, but,  for everyone i sell!  Am i hit harder that you?  Yeah . . .Cause after all that,  i now have to pay a tax on the money,  i made with the sale. 

Question . . .Is it not we the people,  who in the end, end-up paying it all anyway?  Is this the politics of living, paying to play in the game of life?

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SELF DEFENCE HAND TO HAND

Self defence is very important,  everyone should know how to take care of themselves or a Loved one. That or end up in hospital or worse, die. Self defence.

Self defence . . .If you have no weapon you have no wit about you. because you always have weapons of defence, you just don’t think of them when you need them.

These are all self-defence weapons, as your feet and elbows and head and fists. A good self-defence is your mouth if you know how to use it. Screaming    FIRE   at the top of your lungs,  always work.  People run to fire. Where, where.

Self defence can save your life or someone else’s. BAFF  WAP  BAM!  Don’t be afraid to use yourself if need be.  So you get scratch up or punched or maimed in some way, but you also hit back and you are still walking and alive.

Self defence is not huddling in a corner with your arms over your head or wasting time grabbing at locked hands around your neck. If someone is trying to kill or hurt you kill or hurt back . . .DIG the eyes out, scratch the face off, take out the crotch if you can. But don’t give up thinking there is no weapons about.  As you have all the weapons you need, you are your own weapon.

It is not always the strong to prevail, it is who wants to survive most. You will be surprised to find just what you can do in situations out of your control, if you fight back.  Power shoots out from with-in yourself when you call upon it.  Don’t stop to think of what to do just let your body move you.  AND I AM NOT TELLING YOU TO GO OUT AND PICK A FIGHT. I am telling you that when it comes right down to it,  and you are getting attacked, don’t sit and cry.  FIGHT!  To Live. Mess them up.

Scratch   bite   kick    pull hair out    break the crotch   dig the eyes out   put your finger up the nose   hit the nose . . .This is a time stopper, it brings tears. But just because they stopped , does not mean you stop.  Because chances are,  as soon as the attacker is fine, they will be all over you again and more angry,  cause you made them bleed. Any second you get to hit them again or tie them with your shoe lace do it and get out of there.

Don’t stop and look around for them . . .Freaking RUN and keep running and watch where you are running until you know you are safe. Call the police. And be smart about everything.   That way,  when you have to tell someone,  you do not end up saying something like this. { Hello Police. This person attacked me. Where?  I don’t know}. Really.

LOOK at from where you are running and spot land-marks or something there like that.

{Hello Police . . .I was attacked down by Short and Third Street and i left the person there tied to the pole behind the George Shopping mall. I do not know if they are still there but i am here in the convenance Store on maples Ave. I am scared and i need help.

Self Defence hand to hand . . .Live and let live but fight for your right to live if it comes right down to it.  Don’t kill unless you have to, rather not at all, lame the attacker and get way. Call the police and let them take care if it. Just know you and your weaponry body fought for your life.

To many people get beat up because they do not know how to fight or don’t think they can.

Leave the neck filled hands and take out the eyes or the crotch or rip the nose off the face, use your feet to take out a knee, or kick in the private area.  USE ALL THE FORCE IN THE WORLD,  because yours will be hiding and scared. Self defence learn it.

 

 

I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS LITTLE

I was given away and nobody wanted to hold me and i was run over by horse and buggy and hit by car three times.  I remember the train tracks and bridge running high above the water, and the large logs floating up the river. I remember all to well how you touched me.

I was three and you were 18. I tried not to cry and you practised. I learned to follow your every word,  so you would not hurt me. I remember all to well your toy army jeeps and army-men, your cowboys and indians, and even you going in. I remember when i was little i belonged to you until i was seven.

I was sent somewhere else to be beat until i was 15, and ended up raped on school grounds.

I was attacked four times between the age of 10 and 18 that i remember and stocked at the age of twenty-one. I remember when i was little.  I lived with my grandparents and you.