HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!

Well guess what Folks,

I just celebrated my 61st birthday---yep I survived 61 years of living!!!

So what did I do, you may ask. Well I just played it mellow. At work my friends gave me cards, we had a little cake and laughs, my Hunka, Hunka Burnin’ Love gave me flowers (pink roses) some candy ( I just love the milk chocolate Hershey’s symphony bars) and a beautiful card---he’s got other plans for me as well but it’s going to be spread over the year.

I was looking up and down my block and I was suddenly taken in by the yearly beauty of it all. It seems that my block has these trees that in the early spring blooms with these white flowers, then they leaf out later developing berries which are no problem to wash off or sweep away, and then they lose their leaves in the winter----but around my birthday I get this big splash of white flowers just making my block look so beautiful. Make me feel good.

When over to my brother’s Bubba’s house, for a bit of desert, my niece was also celebrating her birthday she’s way younger than me. So I gave her a card and so spending money.

I even wrote a note in the card---it said---

“Dear Niece,

Every year when I give you a card I include a long winded speech in it with all kinds of advice, but this year it’s going to be short.

My advise as you are now a young lady is this---Respect your Parents, your Aunts and Uncles (even if a couple of them are nuts) and especially your Grandparents (even if you think they are weird) as you get older you will appreciate them and what you learn from them and their lives that they have lived.

In regards to your brothers and your cousins, well I will leave that up to you.

With everyone else---TAKE NO PRISONERS!!!!”

My niece laughed and smiled at that----I do wish you could have seen the look on my brother’s face, it was “Oh boy are we in for trouble” type look. I just love doing that.

Like I love watching the show “COPS” if they have a police dog I always yell “Loose the hounds!!!” Heck I’m always on the dogs’ side. My brother knows I’m weird. Good thing he loves me.

I know that this year, things are going to be a bit slow and more home focused, I do not think we will be taking any trips---except maybe to the county fair. Well we had so much fun last year, but this year is the year to pay the piper and get the cash flow going in a good way.

We shall see what we shall see, after all I am starting on my 62nd year of living.

Mean Kitty signing off and relaxing.

I'm Back!!!

Well Folks Did Ya miss me???

Maybe not, but who's counting.

O.K. I haven't been blogging because I've been trying to take care of business, such as taxes---and boy this time they are fast with the refund!!! And just in time too, because I've got to pay the property taxes, the tax man taketh, giveth and taketh again.

I am so glad that the primary is over, but I am soooo bored with the T.V. news guys constantly talking about clinton and obama, Frankly I could care less.

If Obama gets in he'll get eaten alive and Clinton is useless, if she wanted that health care program for everyone she would have pushed her husband to do it when he was in office. I mean they Had 8 YEARS to do something besides covering up his infidelities, and hiding the fact that terrorists were planning to bomb the U.S. of A. from the Republicans when they got into office.

Huckabee I knew would bow out, just too much controversy, but McCain---I still can't trust an ex-Navy Flyer who crashed his plane making a landing on an aircraft carrier, talk about a mistake.

And now Ralphie Nader is in the works----It's a Crap shoot.

Frankly I'm going to watch DVD's and avoid the news or at least mute it when it's about the polotics.

And now even the State of California is screwed up---and cutting moneys from very needed programs like medi-cal and education----Escuse me!!! But why cut it from needed programs, why not cut the salaries of our ineffective politicians, have them drive tiny honda's instead of those fancy Dodge Chargers with 22 inch rims like old Donnie Perata---that's where the money is being mis-spent.

O.K. I know he's driving a Crown Vic now, but frankly he needs to be squeezed into a honda.

So now they are going to cut the sports programs from the schools in our town, and everyone is protesting----Hey wait a minute, they didn't protest this much when they cut the music, theatre, dance, and art programs---but just touch football and they are screaming all over the place.

Says one student- "Duh, un well I need it like for a scholarship or something" Or SOMETHING???? How about getting down and cracking the books and improving your speech and diction and talking the English. Playing football does not make a doctor, a fireman or a lawyer, cracking the books and being in a good excerise program does.

This comes from all those pork barrell polotics (o.k. I can't spell that word) that has been wasting our money---there is no one really looking into all these bills that are being passed, because anyone can piggy back a pork barrell onto a bill and it is blindly passed it's called "you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours" THAT is why we are in this situation.

And the cost of gasoline well don't get me going there----frankly we have access with a very friendly country to get tons and barrells and barrells of oil, but we don't.

Why? Do you ask. Well it's simple---the country we can get it from is ----CANADA!!!

But we don't because Canada's crude has sulfer in it---and most of our refineries do not have the heavy cores to process the Canada crude---only two of them here in the U.S. of A. can handle both the Canada crude as well as the Saudi oil, one of them is called Frontier Oil forgot the name of the other.

But Frontier preferrs Canada crude---why you ask? Simple Frontier Oil can buy Canada crude for 40 dollars a barrel refine it and still make a 30% profit.

But our other refineries prefer what they call "sweet crude" from Saudi Arabia, Kuawit, Mexico and Venezuala (sp) because it has less sulfer, so our other refineries do not have the heavy cores to process Canadian crude and if they did our gas prices would be only $2.00 a gallon at the very most.

And the Enviormental defectives will NOT allow our refineries to re-tool to handle CAnadian crude---SO WHO BESIDES THE SAUDI'S ARE JACKING UP OUR GAS PRICES!!!!

It doesn't take much thought on that.

So me and my Hunka, Hunka Burnin' love plan our auto trips carefully, we stay home a lot and use the internet to keep connected to our love ones---because telephone calls are getting expensive and even stamps are going up by another penny in May----I didn't know glue was getting so expensive.

And now here's something for all you folks in Vallejo---your fire stations are closing down---at least 3 of them have closed---pray for a miracle that your house doesn't get on fire, or someone doesn't have a heart attack or anything in which time is of the essence. And it's all because they don't know how to budget.

Me---I'm buying more fire extingueshers(sp) and mounting hoses on all my outside spigots---the only one who can save you---is you!!

Right now my Man is watching a horror program---PBS is doing a program on the music from the 1960's---and I have to say that all those clothes we wore (I didn't wear that stuff even then I thought they were ugly back then) well like I said they were ugly back then and they are even worse now, I just can't watch it. Although the music wasn't too bad. But then "I'm a little bit country" and he's "a little bit rock and roll"

Well I'm going to bed and listen to "Coast to Coast" hosted by George Noory, I think it's ghost to ghost night---so I'll get to hear other types of spooky stories----ooooooo.

Nity-Night all. and don't forget to re-set your clocks Saturday night, remember it's Spring Forward, Fall back.

A Furry Love Story~~~~

Well Folks I think today we need a “Love Story” (o.k. break out the music from that movie).

My brother Bubba has a little Lover. It is a soft, brown eyed, brown furred with bushy tail squirrel ---- Yep! A Squirrel.

You have to see it to believe it. I’m over at his house the other day (it was nice a sunny day for a change), because he wanted me to get some stuff of mine out of his basement since he needs to have some serious foundation work done.

Well his request was reasonable. So I’m getting the things out of the basement, and I need to take a break, the dust was making me cough, so I go upstairs to go to the kitchen and get a drink of water then I come out onto the back porch and talk with my sister-in-law (Mrs. Petite Bubba---trust me folks she is tiny) and we’re talking and then I see out of the corner of my eye a movement.

Now not more than an arms length away is a fat squirrel!! I mean close, usually around here they tend to stay further away, but this one was giving me the “glad-eye” and I said to Mrs. Bubba “do you see what I see?” and she says “yes” and then calls out to my brother “Hey Bubba, your Lover is here”.

Lover? LOVER??? What is going on? Well I never saw my brother move so fast in his life and he weighs over 300 pounds (hence the name Bubba) and he’s built like a Biker but with bad ankles and knees. And he says to me “ ‘cuse me I’ve got a date”----A DATE??!! With a Squirrel???!!!!

Now who’s squirrelly?

So he walks out on to the porch and I hear him say in a real loving, soft voice “Hi sweetheart. How ya doing? I’ve got walnuts for you. Now let me put them out.” And he puts out two walnuts, and the squirrel picks up one tastes it for flavor and then quickly scampers off with it.

So I ask “What’s going on?” And he tells me “She takes two of them and hides them and then she comes back and we share the last two, watch.” And sure enough, she comes back and takes the second one and does the same thing. And then she comes back in a bit and he breaks the last two and very carefully picks out the tiny walnut meat out of the shell with his big hands and the squirrel is looking on looking up at him and all excited but waiting nicely and he says “Now just wait a minute Sweetheart, I’ve got to get it all out” and he makes a nice little pile of the walnut meat (the edible part of the walnut) and she takes a piece and nibbles it a little bit and then stops and looks at him as if saying “Aren’t you going to have some?” and he takes a little piece and nibbles it as well.

Now she is sitting there as pretty as a picture nibbling on the walnuts and he’s just crooning to her with soft endearments. So I ask my sister-in-law “How long has this been going on?” and she says “Over two summers, she’s not afraid of the cats, but she stays clear of the Rabbit” so I ask my brother “How do you know it’s a ‘she’?” and he said “Well it took a while and some careful observation but we know she is a she---ain’t that right sweetheart (this said to the squirrel)”

Now he says to me that he could have her eat out of his hand but he’d prefer that she not do that, “I don’t want her to get too familiar with being with humans; it gives her a measure of caution.” And my sister-in-law said to me “I let Bubba feed her, that way she’ll come to him but will still be cautious around anyone else. Even when he was sick with a cold he’d still come out and feed her all wrapped up in his bath robe and blanket. You should have seen him when it was raining, he fixed the outside porch roof so that she would have shelter from the rain and they could still share the walnuts.”

I thought Mrs. Bubba would be a bit jealous about Bubba fussing over a squirrel but she was just smiling. Then I remembered that she would feed the birds and had one in particular that would eat out of her hand.

Now the squirrel is sitting there with her tail just beautifully curled over her head and I swear she’s flirting with him so I say “Is she flirting with you?” and he grins and says “Yep.” And then the squirrel does a big stretch towards him after she’s eaten her nuts and she is so close to him she could touch his hand with her nose if she wanted to and again I’m thinking she’s flirting with him.

So he talks to her a little longer and then says to her “Well sweetheart I have to go, I’ll see you tomorrow.” And the little thing scampers off.

He says he doesn’t know how long it will continue, “She is getting close to 3 years old now, but she looks healthy, so far.” But during the time that the squirrel is there he’s got the biggest smile on his face.

I turned to my sister-in-law and said “When he was 5 years old he use to chase them, now he romances them.” She and I laughed. They told me they fixed up a box with old towels and she’d use it during the winter months and she prefers to hang around their back yard, “She’s really neat, I thought I’d have to clean out her box, but it was really clean”

I wish I had a camera to take a picture of it. Squirrel Love---it’s a beautiful thing.

And that’s the LOVE STORY for your Valentine’s Day.

(O.K. Folks, now everybody go AAAAWWWWWWWWW)

Dirty Harry---I miss that Guy~~~

Hey Folks,

Just a stray thought before I crash out and try and get some sleep (If my Hunka, Hunka Burnin' Love will let me).

I miss those Dirty Harry Movies---You know where Dirty Harry gives it to those "dirt Bags" even if it's not politically correct.

There is some sort of internal satisfaction about those movies, that maybe there is some sort of Justice out there.

Of course Clint Eastwood is almost 80 now and I certainly can't ask a man his age to risk his body in doing a heavy action film, but if someone would just do something like that---and please no Will Smith, I like the guy as an actor, but I can't go and see him on the big screen----everytime I wanted to see him in the "Men in Black" movies (which I thought were really funny) the theatre would be so crowded and noisy I couldn't hear the movie, twice I had to talk to the manager and ask for refunds. (and I won't say who was crowding the theatres---but it's like they never been to a theatre before and all that tossing of buttered popcorn---I cannot afford to get butter grease on my clothes---it doesn't come out)

But a really good Dirty Harry type movie---***sigh*** as my Granny would say "If wishes were horses, Beggars would ride"

Well I'm going to Bed, Nity-Night all.

The Good and the Bad and the really Stupid~~~

You know Folks,

I really shouldn't write and post a Blog when it's late at night and I'm tired from a Hard Days' Work. Which is more than what Perata does.

But I'm going to do it anyway---I talked to a Buddy of mine that went to the Gun By-Back Program over in Oakland on 85th street at it was at a church. (And God Bless the Churches)

Sheeesh! My Buddy (who looks like Chuck Norris gone to seed) said he couldn't even get near the place there were so many people there----he couldn't even find a parking place, so he pulls up at a corner near the church and talks to some sharp looking guys and asks "Say, Wassup?"

And they showed him the junker guns that they are going to turn in---pieces of K*&% (sorry folks I do have to keep it clean for the kiddies out there) So he says "Hey where's your good pieces?" and they say at home locked up.

But ---are you ready for this Folks?---- They ran out of money to give to the people and instead had to give them vouchers, you just drive up hand the junker gun through your car window and they give you a voucher---The big Question that my Buddy says and so did the sharp looking guys ask---When will they honor the vouchers---because it is everyone's understanding that the money for this program has been all used up!!!

So my Buddy is going to use his gun--which is pretty decent---for part of a trade in at one of the few remaining Sporting Goods stores--for a better piece. The guys with the junkers didn't want vouchers (of course the language they used to discribe their displeasure was more verbally grafic) so they decided to hold on to the junkers for the next buy back program and they plan to get there early.

One of them told my Buddy that he saw one guy get some money and had already gone to a "crack house" to buy some stuff to sell on the street. This program is giving drug dealers money to buy and sell narcotics on the street and the cops are having their time wasted on a program that doesn't work.

So does this program make any sense Folks?? Of course not---and it's our tax dollars that good ol' boy Don Perata is wasting.

And---are you ready for This???---all I can say is be afraid, be very afraid----Don Perata---Mr. Mid-Life Crisis himself --is thinking of running for Mayor of Oakland, CA.

If you thought Former Govenor "Moonbeam" Jerry Brown did Oakland a world of good (Yeah Right) Perata will certainly send Oakland down the Toilet if Delums hasn't done it yet.

Like I said folks----BE AFRAID---BE VERY AFRAID.

This Mean Kitty signing off looking for an old 1950's Bomb Shelter to hide in.

Perata and Guns---Dumb, Dumb, Dumb

Folks,

I will be sooooooo glad when Don Perata will be out of office. Guess what Folks, he wants to ban these Big Assult weapons, acting like no one has thought of this before.

Well guess what---it has been and there is a ban in place, but I think Perata didn't get the Memo, so he's just flogging a "dead horse" just to sound good.

The type of weapon he claims he wants to ban is so big it's like a bazooka, you can't really conceal that on your person, and the bullets are very expensive. Like $2.00 per bullet, who has that kind of money----Columbian drug runners? Al Quada? The Taliban? Code Pink?

And he's behind the buying guns to get them off the street---claiming that the program works, well guess what---- and thanks to my sources in some of the police departments--they say-it's a load of crock.

What happens is that people buy junk or broken guns for pennies on the dollar and then takes them in and gets $250.00 a piece. And some of them are druggies with some smarts. Even old Perata turned in a hand gun he bought 15 years ago, and he can't use because he failed the test to get a "concealed Weapons Permit".

Duh!!! It takes brains to pass that test Perata---Are you saying you don't have Brains? Wouldn't be the first time.

The cops know and see what the people are doing but they can't say no, because----are you ready for this---they are turning in a gun---yes---even a gun that hasn't been able to fire since world war I, or with a broken stock, broken firing pins, rusted, missing cyclinders you name it they can't fire it and are considered junkers.

But the cops are required to pay each person $250.00 a piece. Heck turn in 4 broken guns that's $1,000.00 you can buy a lot of crack with that. And I've seen these broken guns for sale at the gun shows, going for $5.00 a piece, they are selling them because maybe someone can use a part off of them. But some people will buy four or five and then have 1,200 dollars to by a really nice piece. What a Joke!!

So Perata claims that over 1,000 guns have been turned in-----that's $250,000.00 a quarter of a million dollars for broken guns-----that's our tax dollars going out to feed at least half of those people's drug habit.

WHAT A WASTE!!! And they don't show you those in pictures, they just show the handful of almost good guns, because maybe they came from wives whose husbands are dead and they don't know how to sell them to get even more money from reputable gun dealers. And I bet some of those widows could really use the money to buy Medicine that's too expensive. But that's just a spit in the bucket in this program.

I will be so glad when Perata is out---then maybe an honest Republican can take over and bring in some real security to this state. And forget the Govenator---he's just a token Republican---or a cookie with filling----you know Republican on the outside---Democrate on the inside.

I'm going to grab my 350 magnum and go shooting on the range and get some of this hostility out of me---maybe.

Mean Kitty signing off with her Claws out.

I can't belive it's finally OVER!!!!

Thank the Powers that Be ABOVE!!!

This Farce called a Presidental Primary election is Finally OVER!!!

As far as I was concerned it was worse than watching a man with an extremely hairy back wearing a tank top t-shirt, and trust me there have been some that could give Bigfoot a run for it's money.

My phone has finally stopped ringing with unwanted phone calls, my mail was normal this morning, and the ads are no longer political ads.

It' s like a breath of fresh air!

Of course the propositions that I wanted to lose won but some of the others lost thank goodness.

But no one voted for me Mean Kitty---I guess I'm going to have to talk to my campaign manager---oh wait!!---I don't have one!!

Now in the very near future we are going to have to deal with the Presidental election.

I'm going to load up on DVD's and take my phone off the hook. If anyone wants to get in touch with me they can send up smoke signals.

O.K. folks---I do have to admit---I'm all for a President that wants to protect our borders and our solvernty, and our security. So that is what I'm really going to look at---Remember that Folks before the next 3,000 innocent american civilians have to die.

Mean Kitty finally relaxing for the next couple of weeks.

I made an Oooppsss~~~~

O.K. Folks,

Blame it on the meds, I mean after all I am getting over a cold---But I made a mistake in my last blog---

Ohhh whoaaa the Mean Kitty admits to a mistake???!!! ---well---yeah.

O.K. I said that the oil wells in Los Angels was pumping out 14,000 barrells of oil a day, that part is correct----but I said times that by 30 days and that would be 42,000,000 or 42 million barrels a month---sorry one to many zeros----only 420,000 barrells a month.

But the rest of it is correct!!! We really need to look at our own hidden reserves and on top of that what about re-cycled oil---I mean you have to change the oil in your car every 3,000 miles approxamately if you want your engine to be running right---Right?

O.K. what do you do with all that used oil? Well Folks if you are an old timer-and remember the crazy intersection where High Street goes under the Freeway near the Home Depot, there use to be an oil recycling plant called Fabrini Oil. They would buy used oil and remanufacture it for ---are you ready for this??---Air plane engines!!

Everything can be recycled!! Even the old oil filters can have the oil squeezed out them and used again.

Look during World War II people recycled everything, cooking grease, toothpaste tubes, your porkchop and chicken bones, old rags---I am old enough to still remember an elderly man that had a Horse! Yep a horse and wagon and he would go up and down the blocks calling out "Rags, Any Rags today!"

Of course that meant it was the Rag and Bone Man, he'd come by and buy your old rags, bottles, newspapers, bones, cooking grease and it would all be recycled!! He'd walk and call out and that horse would follow him. Of course the kids would give apples and carrots slices to the horse, it was a very big, gentle creature. And the house wives would get some cash from the old man and add it to their "rainy day" fund.

So we have recycling programs, o.k. we have the recycling bins, and we can take our cans and glass and plastic bottles and get some cash. If your clothes are in really good shape there are consignment shops that will sell them for you. Or have a Yard/Garage sale, see who will buy your stuff.

But what about all the stuff you are not sure of, well you can donate it to charity, but not all charities will take everything. But with proper documentation you can get a tax right off. But that only works if you have enough deductions to do a 1040 long form and a lot of people don't. But don't throw it away.

There's still Craig's list and e-bay. But it still would be nice to have a "Rag and Bone Man" to at least buy your old computer parts for a few bucks.

If there is anyone out there that's reading this blog, look into whatelse can be recycled, and how can people make a few pennies from it. Remember if you save 10 pennies that equals 1 dime.

O.K. I'm going even further about this Oil thing.

I read an article that sent a bit of a scare down my back and I have every reason to belive it's true.

Everyone is worried about the Iranian government enriching uranium, and making a nuclear bomb even tho the Iranians claim it's for peaceful use. Since Iran is an oil rich country they don't need a nuclear reactor for energy, they have plenty of oil. But they do need it for bombs.

Not all Uranium is usable for bomb making, in fact only a tiny amount is really usable. Not all Atoms are usuable for nuclear energy only plutonium and a certain kind of uranium call U-235 are fissile materials. The U.S. and other major powers prefer Plutonium because it's more potent than U-235 but it's harder to handle and it doesn't exist naturally. so to make it it requires reactors, and these are big buildings that are easy to see even being built from spy satelites.

So for a country like Iran using Uranium ore to make fissile material is preferred because it can be built smaller and in secret and underground.

Part of the problem is that U-235 is within Uranium ore which also contains U-238. U-235 can go boom, U-238 can't go boom. but you've got to get U-235 out of U-238.

The concept of making this stuff is simple using a centrifuge process and injecting gas and Don't ask me the exact process I'm not a physisis or whatever.

But because everyone knows that Iran would use their bomb to blow Israel to hell and back, they have to build their labs to make U-235 underground---70 feet underground.

But Iran has a problem, it takes a huge team of workers all speicalists to do this, and Iran doesn't have the people to do this process.

So here is where it gets scary Folks, what if Iran makes a deal with China or North Korea, oil for scientists. What if that is happening right now, What if Iran says to either one or the other, "Hey you give me scientists and I'll blow Israel up and hold everyone else hostage and jack the Oil prices up, Bring the United States into a resession depression as well as the other countries and break their backs, I can even wipe out Saudi Arabia's wells as well, so everyone will have to look at Iran 100, 200, 300 dollars a barrel---- but you I make a sweetheart deal you won't have to pay hardly anything and you be the Big Economic Dog and call the shots."

And those idiots who run Mexico and Venzualla that have oil, they'll be on Iran's bandwagon in a heartbeat.

We know North Korea has the ablity---because they have bombs, And China---I shudder to think.

I guess the guys that were on the Manhatten Project didn't envision this kind of threat, although Oppenheimer knew that a horrible Genie has been unleashed and couldn't be put back into the bottle.

We've got more than our economy to worry about Folks----what all these politicians are talking about is nothing compared to what we are really facing. Have any of them addressed those issues? NO!

So when you go to the voting booth choose wisely---Like I said, we need someone to take not only the economy seriously but also our security as well and it goes far beyond just our borders.

Mean Kitty signing off and getting out her pen to vote by mail.

Colds, sneezes, Tigers, Perata, and Politics---AACHOO!!

Cough! Cough! Grumble, wheeze, sneeze.

Aarrgh this mean kitty is down with a cold, I mean a nasty cold, I've been in bed for the last three days drinking soup, water, hot tea, cold meds and blowing my nose and coughing.

Mean Kitty does not like to get sick, it makes her meaner but just to tired to do anything about it except wave a pitiful paw.

O.K I've been busy BUT I do have an up date on the Tiger thing, a week ago in the S.F. Chronicle Materia and Ross said that it looks like the S.F. Cops may have enough evidence to charge the two idiots that got their buddy killed with -----are you ready for this?----Manslaughter!!

Hell I've been saying that all along, it seems that their actions can be construed as "criminal intent" in that they created a situation or arrigvated a situation that resulted in a "by-stander" (their buddy) being killed. The zoo is not really out of the woods, but except for the fact that the Tiger Grotto was not deep enough or tall enough to really prevent a determined animal from getting out, and now folks focus on the word "determined"---it appears that it was really the actions of the two brothers that brought about the deminse of their buddy.

It's like a felony hit and run auto accident---you cannot sue the automaker for your own stupidity, espeically if it's your stupidity that created the situation. So these boys are in trouble, BIG trouble. I want to BE on that Jury!!! Send the bozos to jail for life!!!

And when are they going to put up a monument to the Tiger Titianna? If you read the latest S.F. magazine there is a picture of this 350 pound majestic creature in all her full pounce glory.

Now Mr. Pig stupid ass Don Perata----there are a number of letters to the editor asking why is the California Tax Payers paying for even 1/2 rental of this Senators mid-life crisis machine. Guess what he's driving now folks---a Crown Vic----saying that if it looks like an undercover police car he won't get carjacked----DUH!!!---Why didn't you think about that before Mr. Stupid and I still want to know why where you in an area that is a high crime risk? WHAT WERE YOU DOING DOWN THERE MR. SENATOR---HMMMM????---What little sneaky side trip were you doing???

And now that your face is being plastered on the No on 93 ads, I don't think you are going to be in a good position----Vote the FOOL OUT!!!

And Politics----Bottom line folks, Vote no on everything except Prop 91---that's the only one that makes sense and keeps the money where it is suppose to be.

On the indian gaming thing---I've been doing my own research and all the No ads on the 4 indian gaming props is correct----it does not help the non-gaming tribes and it sets a very dangerous presedent----also to get to these casinos the state has to build better roads which the Indian casinos are NOT giving one cent towards----So What is wrong with this Picture??? WE are paying for their gambling and we do not benifit from it!!

And all these ads of all these canidates runing for president----BORING!!! When they come on I put on the "mute button" and we are going to suffer through 9 more months of this??!! Hell a woman expecting a baby has at least a baby shower and a lot of sympathy when her feet swell up----but we as the voters and viewers don't even get that!!

And Folks if you have an answering machine, let it pick up all your phone messages, my phone keeps ringing and ringing and it's just all these people saying "vote this and vote that and vote for so and so" Even my own Union is telling me who to vote for and what to vote for!!!

EXCUSE ME!!!! NOBODY---BUT NOBODY---TELLS ME HOW TO VOTE!!! I made the mistake one evening of picking up the phone because I thought (my mistake) it was a family member and it was a Union volunteer saying that it would be good as a union member to vote a certain way----I said to them---"Take this back to your Leader--No body tells me how to vote, not even a Union that can't even give me a decent pay raise!!" and I hung up.

Now who would be a good president??? I don't know---they're all crooks!! Even Obama, even McCain---Obama is too young, a babe in the woods, he'll get eaten alive---McCain is a poster boy for future heart attacks. And I refused to vote for Monica's boysfriends wife. Romeny I'm not sure about, although he may have a plan for the economy but I'm not sure if he has the U.S. of A.'s security at heart.

Forget Guilani---any bastard that announces that's he's divorcing his wife while she is sick in the hospital is an S.O.B. and I don't care what he did for New York. If he was able to get New York back in shape he would have at least the "class" to wait until his wife was better and do the announcement privately and quietly. BUT HE DIDN"T---so what does that make him??

So Folks all I can say is research, research, see who has all the right answers for what you are concerned about. From what I've found out---the only person who thinks like I do is a little known Senator in the California legistlature that thinks like I do---and He's NOT Running!!!

I want someone who is pro 2nd amendment, pro-US economy, Pro-America first and keeping all jobs here in America, pro-immigation laws, pro-homeland security, pro-woman's right to choose, Pro-equal pay for equal work, pro-protect us in Iraq and Iran, pro-keeping the borders safe from terriorsts, and pro-invesitgating our own fuel reserves here in the U.S of A to force forign oil to lower their prices.

Do you know that in Los Angeles alone there are still oil wells pumping out 14,000 barrels of oil a day out of the ground? now times that by 30 days and that equals 42,000,000 a month --42 million barrels a month!!.

O.K. compared to how much the US uses that may not seem like much, but if we had more refineries working and forget the summer mixture and winter mixure, there is really no difference between them we would have more than enough fuel for our needs. But what about our other wells throughout the rest of the USA, we've got them in Texas, and in other states but they are not operating at full function thanks to so called enviormentalists. Remember when they were screeching about the Alaska Pipe line years ago---that did not hurt the enviorment---and all the migrating animals still have their corridors.

So they want us then to conserve gas and use public transportation??? Well around here in the Bay Area why don't they have the buses go where we need to have them go, 10 years ago a lot of the lines were really serving many neighborhoods, but now they are not.

One lady bought her house 44 years ago because the bus stop was less than a block from her house, then a year ago they moved it to more than a mile from her house. That's not doing her any good, Espeically since she is now in her 70's. That bus line was what was keeping her going. Now she's trapped.

We have less bus lines, serving less areas and therefor less people. They do not run 24/7 and then they bought these buses that have caused more accidents to the elderly and are dangerous to ride on (See the East Bay Express "Buses from Hell" week of Jan 21 edition) and they are raising the rates.

Do you know you can ride anywhere in New York, 24 hours a day for only $1.50??? And they are doing fine, their transit system is one of the best----so what are they doing right that the Bay Area is doing wrong?? And it can't be Guilani----The AC transit system also hired on an idiot that has never even operated a transit system (see same article) It's no wonder people prefer to stay in their cars when public transit can not even take you anywhere or where you need to go or want to go.

O.K. this Mean Kitty has got to lie down, and take her cough meds. My Man is waving a cup of tea in front of my nose and saying "time for beddy-by"

But you think about it. You want to save Gas---get on AC transit's Ass and tell them forget raising prices until they provide more and better buses and increase service and lines to run 24/7 and make it attractive to ride the bus and Bart, and make connections to light rail and ferries and trains and go where you want them to go. Heck They can put on smaller shuttle buses on some of the minor routes and run them more frequently, Heck they can run on propane and electrcity, Now that's a savings!

Mean Kitty lying down and coughing and weezing and sneezing and just feeling miserable, signing off for now---Ahhh Heck !Where's the Whisky? I can at least feel mellow while I'm getting better.

THE TRUTH COMES OUT!!!

Well Folks,

It finally comes out the three idiots who taunted that Tiger were drinking vodka and smoking pot AND they were tormenting the Tiger!

I told you that they had to be doing something stupid, look at all the years that Tiger was in that enclosure and didn't even attempt to get out of there until those three had to do something really stupid.

I've seen how Tigers act, and all they want is their bit of turf and enough food and to be left in peace, but they are members of the "cat" family, now for all you kitty owners have you ever really observed your kitty? They are a tiger in miniture. Torment them and they will go after you, I've even been clawed by a kitty for no apparent reason, (that's why I'm not a cat lover, at least with dogs they will give you some indication, cats don't and they don't come when called, you've got to leave a message on their "answering machine")

But oh no those idiot claimed they did nothing----BULL PUCKY!!!!---THE FAULT IS WITH THEM----THEIR ACTIONS KILLED THE YOUNGER KID.

And speaking of the younger kid, why was he hanging around with those older idiots??? Wasn't he aware of their criminal behavior, or did he think that was Kool and was trying to emulate them, sad to say look where it got him----DEAD. And that is what happens to fools.

And why wasn't his parents trying to warn him away from those idiots, weren't they aware of the trouble that they cause or did they think that was acceptable behavior? I could put part of this blame on the parents too, after all their dead son was 17 not even the legal age to be drinking vodka, and what a STUPID thing to do on Christmas Day!!! WHY wasn't that boy home with his family. CHRISTMAS IS SUPPOSE TO BE WITH FAMILY, not with Bozo criminals and getting illegally drunk and drinking POT!!!

I just had a most bizarre thought----maybe it's God's way of saying "you were not good parents, you have not instilled good values into you son, this is the holy day to honor the son that I have given to all of you to teach you the right way to live, and I allowed for my son to die to purifiy all of you to start right in this world, now your son through his poor choices and your lack of parental guidance is dead and I had to sacrifice one of my beautiful creatures to teach you that."

Maybe that should be a wake up call to all parents----there should be a shrine to that Tiger. Hey St. Titianna Tiger, corrector/punisher of those who have fallen away from the right path.

In ancient Egypt there was a Goddess called Sekmet. Now she was a lion Goddess of war and punishment, there was a lot more to her, but the head god, Amon-Ra or somebody decided that man kind was a very sinful lot and should be destroyed, so he sent Sekmet and she did a real good job, but the survivors pleaded with the Gods to save them and they would be good. But the Head God had a problem, nothing could stop Sekmet for the blood lust was upon her, so what he did is have red wine mixed with the blood that she was drinking and that put her to sleep, and when she awake (most likely with a hangover) the head god said they have been punished enough so stop and she did.

Seems to me that the Tiger did the same thing, since there was a WITNESS to the idiots tormenting the Lions just before they got to the Tiger's enclosure.

PURE JUSTICE!!!!

O.K. no one wants their kid to die, even I get sick when I hear of idiot nut cases throwing babies onto the freeways or into rivers to kill them----and they were all men too from the last few cases.

But these were grown, supposidly responsible adults----Yeah, right! When Pigs fly!!!

So stop and think Folks, there is a lesson here----For every action there is an equal but opposite reaction----for every decison that one does there will be a reaction, for either good or bad, you you've got to use that grey matter that's between your ears---I think it's called A BRAIN!!!!

This situation only proves that stupid is that stuipd does, they did something so profoundly stupid that one of them died.

It's only common sense, you don't tease a dangerous animal no matter what the situation or location is, otherwise you will bring disaster upon your own self.

The Bible says it "He that troubles his own house, shall inherit the wind and reap the wild wind"

Well they were trouble and the wild wind they got was the Tiger and Death.

Oh and Mr. Stupid Senator Don Perata----hey guess what Perata, why is the FBI investigating you for being involved with illegal gaming clubs??? Hmmmmm Vote No on 92 I say why should we keep this Pig in office. There is a measure that is already in place that will kick Perata and other fellow pigs out of office, 92 will suspend it and extend the stay of the Pigs.

As a matter of fact Folks, Except for Proposition 91 Vote NO on all the Propositions including Measures A and B in Alameda County.

91 will keep the gas tax to be used on transportation and rebuilding the hyway infastructure that's falling apart and not used to feed the pigs at the trough. Everything else is all lies, Measures A and B will take away homes from people by eminite domain, it really will not help Chilren's Hospital, they need help from the inside. And it's a Private hospital not a public one.

Well I got an e-mail from La Diva Loca Fabulous, she and her friend have arrived on the first leg of their trip just fine, I'm a bit jealous, but my job just would not permit me to travel right now.

I'm glad I'm not baby sitting her dog, now don't get me wrong, Princess is a cute ball of fluff and for a small yappy dog is very friendly, but it's so small my Dog Beaucephus would think it was a furry rat, and that would spell disaster, and speaking of Rats, one of my co-workers kids has a hairless rat for a pet---Yep a Hairless Rat, it's like one of those hairless dogs or cats, it's got wrinkled skin that you would not belive. Seems some one has developed this breed and it's slowly becoming an in-pet for some people.

And speaking further of Rats---did you hear how they developed a rat heart from some cells, they just grew it, this rat heart has never been in a rat body!!! They are saying with more research and development could growing a human heart be far behind?? Think of all the lives that could be saved because no one would have to wait for a suitable donor. Frankly I think this is about 30 years down the road---but as they say "The possiblities are endless" growing new kidneys, livers, lungs, skin, nerves.

And this is all occuring just before the Chinese Year of the Rat begins---too coincidental.

Oh and Folks, before I forget, be sure to wear gloves and wash your hands frequently, seems a new skin disease is becoming a bit rampant.

It's called Mongollon disearse, it feels like ants crawling under your skin and then these filliament fibers break out of our skin, (IT'S ALIVE!!!) and it's miserable, because it's all over the body, people can's sleep, eat or work because it's awful.

No one knows how it's transmitted or how one gets it, but the government is asking Kaiser to look into it and find out how it works and is there a cure. It's shown up in San Francisco, Los Angeles, and other coastal cities in the States.

As a matter of fact Folks, you should wash your hands and wear gloves anyway because of all the diseases out there, just to be on the safe side. As a matter of fact gloves should be part of your wearing apparle anyway.

(and if I've mis-spelled anything well I'm writing this blog on the fly as they say)

Well this Mean Kitty is going to get her gloves and run errans and see if there is anything more I can rant about, here comes the Noisy Garbage men, picking up the trash cans, but I guess that is one thing that cannot be done quietly.

Mean Kitty signing off for now, and on the Prowl---Growl.

I'm Back! Did ya Miss me? Anything to rant about?

Well Folks I'm back,

All the Christmas decorations that are inside the house are down, the outside one's we have to wait a bit for a few days to dry off.

I told my man that they had better get stored away soon, because I'm not putting cupid wings and a bow and arrow on Santa Claus, although last year I nearly put Easter Bunny ears on him.

I love my man but he procrastanates (sp) too much, the year before last he had the Holloween display up for so long that I was afraid it was going to be the "Nightmare before Christmas" theme.

This year at least he took down the Halloween stuff but couldn't find a large enough plastic box for our "Jason" figure. The thing moves it's arms and eyes and everything it is so freaky, we had it set up so that it looked like a non-moving statue and parents with young teens or pre-teens would ask to take pictures with their kids and we say "o.k." and then just after the picture is taken, my Man would push with his foot a hidden button and the figure would suddenly move like a wax dummy come to life.

Hee, hee scared the livin' daylights out of them, hee, hee we are so mean. ***giggle****

Anyway we put the Jason statue up on the porch to make sure it's out of the weather, and then my Man put's one of those Santa Hats on it (rolling of my eyes here) -----Do you know we were not bothered by any Jehova Witnesses or door to door solisters, I think ol' 'Jason' may have had something to do with it.

There is a couple of parents whose little kids love to come down our block when we have the Halloween and Christmas stuff out, but one little 2 year old calls our house "Freaky House" because we do wiered things. Well that's one way to get a reputation.

Our New Years was very quiet, nothing to complain about, we had a couple of neighbors having New Years parties, my Man thought they would be very noisy, but I said that I was sure that after Midnight it would quiet down fairly quick and I was right, by 1 p.m. they had all gone home or were leaving to go home and they were quiet about it.

As a matter of fact it was a quiet New Years, just a modest (love that word) amount of noise to welcome the New Years but no fireworks (except where plannned) and not much excess noise, I wonder if the real cold weather had anything to do with it?

New Years Day was something else, my Man and I thought we'd go to Costco, but they were closed, however Wal-Mart was open, so we went in to see what cheap bargins we could find, well it did pay off I had to do some grocery shopping and get new bed sheets, but what blew me away was the traffic on the freeway, it was like it was back in the 1960's----totally manageable!!! I didn't even freak out like I ususally do with all the idiots driving.

I turned to my Man and said "Honey, look at how light the traffic is." And he agreed, so I began thinking---Gee, if that amount of people used public transportation or did tele-communting from home look at how much the pressure eases up on the freeway.

Now I gotta confess my Man and I do use our Van, but it's mostly to haul a lot of stuff or going to places where public transportation is impossible to use and down right inconvient.

But if we were going to the City (San Francisco aka the peoples republic of idiot librials) or Bezerkly (aka the peoples republic of Bezerkly nut jobs) we'd use bus or BART and Muni, in those areas it makes sense.

But think Folks, What If----the powers that be that don't have one single brain between them designed public transportation to be totally convienent to go to all those places you want to go to at a frequency (like every 10 minutes between buses or trains running 24/7) that made such a commute easy comfortable and convienent? What if all the major and minor businesses offered day care to working parents right in their buildings, so that they would not have to use their car to run from work to the day care.

And what if the Government State and Federal gave tax incentives to these businesses to encourage them to offer this convience of Day Care.

What if Schools both Grammer, Middle and High School operated from 8 in the Morning to 6 at night, with classes in music, dance, drama, business, etiqutte (sp), heath education, self improvement and such so that kids would be better prepared, what if schools did not advance kids who failed but made them repeart the class until they graduated, and if they continued to fail even when they became 18 have them go to a 6 month military boot camp.

With that then parents didn't have to worry about getting to school on time because they could use public transportation to get to them.

EVEN MORE IMPORTANT---WHAT IF PARENTS MADE THEIR KIDS USE PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION AND NOT BUY THEM THEIR OWN CARS!!!!

Think of all the idiot drivers that you could take off the road!!

And what if Schools were closed Campuses, where there was only one major entrance (that was monitored) and the kids had to either bring their lunches or eat in the cafeteria and to accomidate the kids it would be two staggered lunch hours. Seniors do not have campus leaving privilges---all of them HAVE TO STAY ON CAMPUS.

Think of all the pressure that is taken off of the roads and sidewalks, because those kids (who also don't have half a brain between all of them) would be continously monitored for their gangsta behavior.

I have a reason behind it----they act like animals anyway.

And speaking of animals, when is someone going to put up a memorial for Tiatiana the Tiger of the San Francisco Zoo?

And speaking further of animals---I hope they throw the book at the hoodlum who rob the gas station and shooting bullets that paralized that kid. Remember Folks, it was the idiot who was doing the shooting, and He didn't care who or what he killed.

So all that Gun Control will not take guns out of the hands of criminals.

And Senator Don Perata----That 2006 Red Dodge Charger with the 22 inch rims that got Carjacked (later recovered) was that a govement issued car?? or a middle age menopausle insecure male machine? As a matter of Fact what is a State Senator driving around in a 2006 Red Dodge Charger with 22 inch rims on my TAX DOLLARS???!!!

After that I am all for TERM LIMITS---kick these suckers out!!!!

Hey Folks Vote Me IN---just write "Mean Kitty" on the write in part of your ballot. I'd Show you how this Country should be run!! I'd tell the Supreme Court that Women have the right to choose so keep their legal opinions off their ovaries.

That no city or business has the right to take away anyone's home. That everyone has the right to protect themselves and their home from forceable entry (unless it's the police or fire dept.)
And protect the 2nd amendment rights----

and Keep the death penality but DNA evidence must be seriously looked into in cases of murder. (after all we do want to excute the right person) and also if we elimante lethal injection as the means of excution then execute them the way they killed their victims----NOW THAT'S JUSTICE!!!!!!!

Gee I've got to calm down a bit----my friend known as the "fabulous diva" is coming by to pick me up for a late lunch and we are going out for pedicures---why not-- my Man and his son Junior are going out to a movie and a late lunch after that and swap lies as fathers and sons will do.

I like "Fabulous Diva"-- why this monied lady likes me I wasn't so such until, well I had a chance to read her blog (which I told her to do) and well I've got to blush.

She, for all her 'airs' is a good, nice lady and smart, real smart, we look at each other and I see two sides of the same coin. We've been having fun putting together what a Diva should be but she has just taken off with the idea, so we are going to kick around a few more ideas.

Look Folks if you want to know what it's like to be or become a real classy lady read her blog
it's http//:ladivalocafabulous.blogspot.com/

I think you might enjoy it----espeically if you are Soap Opera lovers as well. But she's real, little furry dog, Juanita and all. And I WISH I HAD HER CAR!!!

So I gotta get dressed, and then see what I can get revved up about to Rant on for the New Year.

Do any of your want to hear about my rants on the Presidential primaries??? If they keep it up I'll be too bored for the election.

This Mean Kitty signing off going to get her claws sharpened.

Senator Don Perata----dumb, dumb, dumb

Don Perata---well stupid is as stupid does.

Our California Senator Don Perata got carjacked. Couldn’t have happened to a nicer fool.

First off I want to ask, why did his government issued car have custom rims??? Aren’t government issued cars suppose to be standardized?

That was temptation.

And he wants to ban guns??? Excuse me Mr. stupid Senator but the only people you will be penalizing is the responsible legal gun owner. No criminal will respect a law that they will over look; they will get their guns from illegal sources and to hell with the laws to ban guns.

But if you had your permit to carry a concealed weapon you would not have been carjacked.

There have been many studies out that show that in countries and states that have the right to carry permit, criminal activity is down most significantly, because criminals have no idea which person is carrying a gun---they don’t want to get killed either.

But in countries where guns are banned criminal activity increased by 100 to 200 percent. And these studies totally refute what proponents of gun ban laws claim. So much for gun ban laws.

Your ideas Mr. Perata are stupid, you are still pissed off because you could not qualify for a concealed weapons permit maybe because you felt that you were too entitled and didn’t want to take the tests or you failed the tests so you flip over and go the other way (If I can’t have it no one can) how childish, everything worthwhile must be earned and you didn’t want to earn it---the NRA even agrees that people must be trained, pass tests and psychology exams they have no problem with the 10 day or 30 day wait period, because it’s only reasonable----I’m for the NRA, and I’ll carry my gun---the only way you are getting it is from my cold dead hand!!!

This is another reason why I’m going to vote Republican.

Mean Kitty signing off sneering at idiot Senators.

GROWL!!! ROAR!!! HOLD THAT TIGER!!!!

Frankly Folks, I’m glad that Siberian Tiger did a number on those punk fools!!

O.K. before I have someone try and pull my hair, I am going to have to say that no one wants to see someone’s kid die. Even a 17 year old kid. And I do feel sorry for the family’s loss.

BUT!!!!!--------- And this is a Pretty Big But!!! What where those idiots doing to antagonize the Tiger to leave its compound???!!!!!

Before I even heard about the footprint on the railing, I just knew those idiots had to have been teasing the tiger, they may have even climbed over the railing and dangled out over the moat and encroached on the Tiger’s territory.

People forget, Tigers, Lions, Bears, even Mountain Lions and Wolves are territorial, invade that area that is already the ownership of one of those beasts and you are in serious trouble.

This Tiger must have felt that it was being invaded and did what Tigers do, SHOW THEM WHOSE THE BOSS!!! A Turf War of the Claw kind.

I do not believe for one minute that the 17 year old risked his life to save the other two, I think he was petrified maybe yelled; the Tiger turned it’s attention to that idiot while his so-called buddies who most likely cause the situation in the first place running like hell, and in one magnificent leap taught him who was Boss, then the other two ran for their lives and of course the Tiger’s natural instincts came into play, running away equals that’s prey, LUNCH!!!!

(Hey remember that scene in the movie “Defending my life” where the gal, played by Merle Streep is shown a past life as a heroic Knight and the poor Schnook sees that in his past life he’s some sort of Sabu type being chased by a Tiger, and she says “I was a Knight in a past life what were you” and he replies “Lunch”)

Now the two idiots are no saints---they are up on criminal charges and have to go to court in January for something else and even neighbors say that they and their family are always causing trouble in the neighborhood, These two idiots already have criminal records, so I say THEY MUST HAVE DONE SOMETHING TO TORMENT OR TEASE THE TIGER, THEY STARTED IT AND THE TIGER FINISHED IT.

And I want to ask everyone this question----we forget they were visiting the Zoo on Christmas Day---visiting the zoo on Christmas DAY… What is not right with this scenario? I could understand if it was older kids taking out the little munchkins to the zoo to entertain them while the adults got Christmas Day dinner ready, BUT they were not doing anything of that sort.

They live in San Jose, San Jose is a one hour drive from San Francisco, and couldn’t they get into trouble in San Jose? Why did they drive one whole hour to San Francisco on Christmas Day?

Christmas Day you spend with family, stay close to home, and have a touch football game.

The 17 year old may have been a nice kid but what is he doing hanging around criminal types and trouble makers---Did his parents know what kind of friends (if you can call them that) he was hanging around with??? Did they complain about his choices??? Did he behave like all teenage boys do and just leave the house fuming, when he was told his choices were wrong and he refused to listen???

Why wasn’t he home with the parents??? On Christmas Day, why wasn’t he doing something to help the parents out or celebrating at home on Christmas Day.

I just bet he had a fight with good old Dad and walked out of the house pissed, went over to his criminal buddies house, they were having fights with their parents (remember the neighbors complaints?) and they just took off looking for trouble.

They land at the Zoo because to go any further you’d be in the Ocean, the zoo was the only thing open, and then being idiots and trying to be like big tough guys (which they are not) they tormented the Tiger.

O.K. I know that people are going to say to me, “but the moat was too low, that’s how the tiger got out, the Zoo is at fault”

Excuse me---the zoo’s fault is that the tiger moat was not high enough----since it was built in the late 30’s as a WPA project it was most likely built for a Bengal Tiger, Bengal Tigers are smaller than Siberians by 2 feet, and their reach is shorter. No Tiger had escaped from the Zoo before by climbing up the Moat---until Dec 25 when 3 stupid idiots tormented the Tiger by encroaching on its territory to the point that it felt threatened.

Hey I’m no Zoologist but even I with my education can figure that out---DUH!!!

Now 4 years ago the Zoo passed inspection, but within the 4 years things have changed and the next time it would have had to do something to increase the barriers, BUT remember it COSTS Money to do that. And Zoo’s are almost always at the bottom of a public works list for funds.

Do I hold the Zoo responsible??? NO, I DO NOT! Why? Because they, the zoo, had taken reasonable precautions given the limited funds to protect the public, with an outside examination which they were due for, they would have been informed of the steps they needed to take further.

But things happen that are beyond the normal behavior of the HUMAN ANIMAL---yes Human Animal---and that is what these 3 idiots are ANIMALS of the Stupid kind.

Most people would have said “Hey look at the Tiger” Take pictures maybe say “Here Kitty, Kitty” but they would not have dangled themselves over the moat and invade, YES INVADE, the Tiger’s Territory. Even Tiger’s are aware of the boundaries and expect the HUMAN ANIMALS TO DO THE SAME.

But then we are dealing with CRIMINAL IDIOTS!!!

The big mistake that 17 year old did what hang around the wrong people.

The second mistake was not behaving in a reasonable humanoid manner and instead thought tormenting the Tiger would be fun.

If the Parents of the 17 year old are going to sue, they should sue the two criminal companions for endangering their son’s life not the Zoo.

The Zoo should sue all three for the loss of a Magnificent 4 year old female (and they are smaller than the males) Siberian Tiger.

The police had to do what they had to do; they didn’t know that everything was started by those 3 idiots---of which the two criminals were not helpful but instead belligerent.

Hell I would have let their wounds become infected and then maybe they’d lose some limbs or something.

This Mean Kitty is on the Tiger’s Side, there should be a memorial for the Tiger, not the idiot that got himself killed because he did not choose his friends wisely.

Animals behave as animals do---but humans are suppose to be reasonable, thinking, rational creatures----we are suppose to be above going around in a animal type behavior, we are also suppose to respect the actions of animals, and be aware of them, you don’t take a dogs’ food away from a dog, you don’t go behind a horse and spook them, deer will run but they will also fight as well, I have seen fights between squirrels and cats and the kitty loses, he loses to a squirrel!!

There should be classes in schools done in grammar, middle and high school to teach kids about animal behavior and how to behave and respect animals. Do not have a Disney Bambi attitude to animals, they don’t think like humans, they operate on instinct and we as human beings have the responsibility to take care of them, preserve them, treat them humanely, (even when they are slaughtered for our food) and when they are in a zoological garden (that is what a zoo is) they should be respected.

They have only one defense against anyone whom they (the animals) view as a threat and that is to attack first before they are killed.

And this Mean Kitty has to honor and respect that feeling.

Something which those 3 idiots did not, so they got what they deserve.

This Mean Kitty signing off claws out and on the Tiger’s side.

Paris Hilton and Grandpa

I APPLAUDE WHAT PARIS HILTONS GRANDPA IS DOING!!!

Yeah Grandpa!!!

He’s giving away 97% of the Hilton Fortune to Charity to help the less fortunate and Paris, will only get 5 million dollars NOT the 100 million that she would have gotten.

I guess that’s going to make her less beautiful sister really pissed off. As well as other family members.

Of course the way Paris is going she’ll run though that 5 million in 18 months, She is going to hate being on a budget. (But frankly who cares, she needs a serious lesson)

I mean look at what this idiot has been doing, wasting her time doing stupid things (although not as stupid as Brittany Spears) and this is payback.

Ahem!! However she is still getting 5 million dollars; Think what I could do with 1 million! pay off my house and the second mortgage, pay off my credit card debt, upgrade the electrical and plumbing, paint the interior, install a new heating system, pave the driveway and still have plenty left over to put into some income making Money Market accounts and go to Disneyland!!!

Of course I’d still be working, having a job can still be interesting, but Boo Hoo Paris is still going to have to get by on a paltry 5 million, couldn’t happen to a nicer dumb idiot.

This Mean Kitty signing off purring

One last Christmas Rant

Well Folks,

I didn’t do too much of a rant on the Exploitation of Christmas, but I’m still pissed off of the so-called “Thought Police” forcing people to have to say Happy Holidays instead of Merry Christmas---IT’S CHRISTMAS Doggone it!!! And I for one am going to keep saying it.

I WISH we could still have the Nativity Displays in a public area because the public really needs to be Reminded what the Christmas Season is all about---and that it’s something we should keep in people’s hearts all year long.

Sorry I don’t do Kwanzaa I’ve never felt comfortable about that ritual. Why? Because it’s not part of my particular upbringing, it’s o.k. for those for whom they feel as part of their heritage it should be and that’s just fine. But don’t force it on me because really we are now into the 12 days of Christmas---

Yeah Folks the 12 Days of Christmas is from Christmas the time of the birth of Jesus to Epiphany Jan 6 when according to legend the 3 wise men showed up and by their bringing of the 3 sacred gifts declared him the new born King. And New Years Day is the Day of his (ouch) circumcision and that is when Simon and Anna two holy people who lived and prayed at the Temple declared how special this baby is.

See Folks that is the real Christmas Season that is the real 12 days of Christmas.

But we forget it because of all the Hype that Commercialism has done the 4 weeks before.

Well in the Christian Calendar the 4 weeks before is Advent that is to prepare yourself for the coming of this special event, the announcing of the word made flesh. Gives one goose bumps when you think of it.

But no we go into a round of gift buying, tree buying, putting up snowmen, elves, and penguins and raising our electric bill.

But don’t get me wrong here, I love all the decorations that people do, even if it means going into debt to do it. Why? Well just when it’s getting really frozen turkey butt cold and dark I mean really dark, we as human beings do our best to brighten things up.

It’s a ritual of reminder and renewal, to take that deep breath and have fun after all the hard work of spring, summer and fall is over.

But Folks it should also be a Spiritual reminder as well, to enjoy family, be with family (unless they are really toxic) or help those who need help, or who are lonely. The elderly, the helpless, and the giving of self.

It’s not about After Christmas sales and fights for a parking space; it’s a spiritual reminder which we all seem to forget.

I think I’m feeling this way because Ms. Bhutto the woman candidate in Pakistan was assaninated ----yes folks I do not believe what the Pakistani Government is saying that lady was assaninated for trying to bring democracy and women’s rights into a male dominating government that will kill you if you don’t worship the way they do.

Well I hope her party wins and they don’t forget women’s rights. And I have to confess, I pray every day that evil, like those who assassinated that woman, that the evil that killed over 3,000 people on Sept 11 and others like them is washed away from the face of this earth and that any extremist belief religious or otherwise that promotes such hatred and horrible acts is also washed away.

Sounds blood thirsty?? Well Folks what the heck do you think they are doing?? Remember that!

Mean Kitty signing off with her claws out.

How to ruin a Christmas dinner---without dogs or cats~~~

You know folks, this mean kitty loves Christmas, I love going to church, the singing, the prayers, the idea of what Christmas is all about.

But I also love seeing the happy faces on the kiddie relatives when they get their gifts, of course I'm simple unless they are under the age of 7 then they get money, under 7 I ask a parent what the muchinkin would like and then let them know what I've bought so there's no duplication.

I also love exchanging stories about the different events in each other's lives. But most of all I love sitting down to a wonderful dinner, inhaleing the wonderful food scents, saying "Grace", Blessing the cooks and enjoying the wonderful flavors.

Unless we happen to go to one particular relatives house, then it can be a disaster. This Relative whose name will be Typhoid Mary or T.M. for short, said that Xmas dinner will be at her house this year.

Well I just knew that at best the food would get to the table barely warm at worst, below room tempture, but at least it would have some flavor-----but this year ****sigh**** THIS YEAR it was a disaster.

I mean if the place was invaded by 7 hungry blood hounds like in the movie "Christmas Story" I could understand, If the kitchen had caught on fire, I could understand, If the stove had blown up I could understand, if the "Johnstown Flood" had revisted our community I COULD UNDERSTAND!!

BUT FROZEN SUPERMARKET LASANA?????? And cheese only Lasana at that---no meat, no guts to it. It was defrosted, it was cooked, but to say that it was tepid was being charitible at best, a solid block of cheese at worst----garlic bread with melted cheese that was not even room tempture and the cheese was a solid slab, lettuce that was a bit wilted ( and it wasn't even warm spinach salad which is suppose to be wilted) bottle thousand island dressing, water to drink, no soft drinks, no sparkling cider, and for dessert plain vanilla ice cream without any chocolate syrup or hot fudge-----the only thing that was palitable was the coffee it was hot and there was sugar but no cream or milk.

No roasted veggies, no olives for the kids to stick on their fingers, no pickles or small picked onions, no hot gravy, no hot dish to speak of, no apple, peach or berry pie, heated from the microwave, just wilted salad and hard bread.

Well we looked at each other and not at T.M. and we all put our best faces on, ate a little to be polite, had the coffee to warm our innards, and then as soon as we all could thanked T.M. for dinner and then regrouped at my brother's house and had left overs of Heated Ham, with applesauce, steamed carrots, baked yams (o.K. they were canned yams but they tasted good), raided my brother's stash of soft drinks and put the ice maker into overtime, it took an hour to bake the Ms. Smiths pies but we had dessert.

And we looked at each other and said "what was T.M. thinking??"

This Mean Kitty has never, ever served a dinner that bad, I mean I've burned the pot roast once but it was saveable, I have burnt potatoes I mean who hasn't but tepid Frozen Supermarket cheese Lasana for Christmas dinner has got to be the worst, even if you had to be tight with money at least the Lasana could have been HOT!!

It does explain why T.M.'s husband and kids are so skinny and why they eat like ravenous wolves when they are at other relatives houses for dinner.

There is an old saying "Beauty cannot be eaten with a spoon" which means even if you are a beautiful woman you better be able to cook, because if you can't then the man in your life will starve, which in some countries there are men who look for women who not only are good looking but can cook, but if they are not too good looking if they can cook like a goddess who cares!!

But in T.M.'s case she is not beautiful and she can't cook or at least bring the food to the table hot or even plan a dinner.

This Mean Kitty is praying that next Christmas the dinner is at another relatives' house I know the rest of them can cook up a storm.

This mean kitty signing off for the night suffering nightmares from frozen lasana---oh where is the seltzer.

An Update and a Xmas Rant~~~

O.K. Folks-----I'm going to do the rant first.

WHY OH WHY DO STUPID IDIOT PEOPLE HAVE TO TALK ON THEIR CELL PHONES WHILE DRIVING????!!!!!!

O.K. this is the last weekend (terrifying weekend) before Xmas (I'm going to use Xmas for the commercial side of this holiday and Christmas for the Spiritual)-----and of course if anyone has a bit of sanity left you make sure ALL your shopping is done by this weekend and just spend this weekend wrapping those presents.

Now me---who has lost her mind a long time ago (thanks to IDIOTS!!!) made the mistake of going out and doing last minute shopping---well as least I got to the stores early and excerise a lot of paticence in finding a parking space-----trust me, in finding a parking space you have got to have a lot of paticence.

WHY??? You may ask but the answer is ugly----It's INAPPROPRATE CELLPHONE USAGE!!!

You do not have to answer and call anyone and everyone while your car is in motion. Park it someplace (safe) and then talk. Today----Just Today I saw 6 almost accidents and every single person who would have been at fault was on a Cell phone!!!

The 7th accident did happen and the person at fault was on a Cellphone so I had FUN (you can tell I'm enjoying this part) giving an eye witness account to the IDIOTS STUPIDITY!!! Now Cellphone Bozo Boy is going to have to payout of his insurance the damaged done to the other persons car who was in the right---and he kept coming around and saying to me "It wasn't my fault" right when the Cop was there and the Cop kept saying "back off".

Finally I got so fed up with the idiot when he came around again that I said "I saw the whole thing---you were on your cell phone not paying attention and you rammed into the Lady's car---you were AT Fault---now Back off before I have Mr. Nice Policeman have you arrestted for Harrassing me!" (excuse the spelling folks but I am pissed off).

Well I had even greater fun watching Mr. Nice Policeman put the cuffs on the idiot because---are you ready for this Folks? He had outstanding warrents for speeding---Ha! HAh! So not only is his insurance going to be hit with the repairs, but he's going to Jail!

Merry Xmas!

I do have to confess it did warm the cockles of my heart (whatever cockles are). It was more fun than watching the "COPS" show. I kept humming the bad boy song that even the nice policeman was smiling.

But Folks are you getting the point---why do you have to be on that Cellphone----haven't you heard the old saying "Silence is Golden"? It can also save your life and your pocket book.

O.K. that's the Rant Now for the UPDATE!!

I said in my last post, that Virginia O'Hanlons old house (when she wrote the famous letter) was too far gone to be saved-----well I was wrong----yeah even mean Kittys can be wrong.

It's true that it was badly deteriorated, but is was savable. As a matter of fact it has been saved, in a New York Times News article, I read that a college prep private school, did a major fund raising effort and bought Virginia home and the house next to it. Had it repaired and restored---joined the two buildings together and made it into their permanet home for their school.

The principal said that it was very interesting that the school was founded the same year that Virginia O'Hanlon passed away, 1971----that Virginia was a school teacher for 47 years and now her old home is going to be a school---it was only right and a proper fitting end to the story.

And the school is also going to put up a memorial placque commemorating the event of the "Yes Virginia" letter.

As I said a right and proper fitting happy ending to little Virginia's story.

Oh and by the way I said that Francis P. Church's older brother's name was Matthew, I was also wrong----it was Marcellus----I mean give me a break, who'd remember Marcellus? But we do want to have as correct as possible our facts.

So how is this Mean Ol' Kitty going to spend her Christmas?

Well first I'm going to church on Christmas Eve---Midnight Mass and everything---I'm going to be freezing because that church is big and it's drafty, so the leg warmers, the artic socks, the knit hat, scarf and gloves and the warmest coat I can find.

But---well----stop and think Folks----O.K. so they say that Jesus could not have been born in the winter time, because it was lambing season so the Christian church borrowed (or stole) the Winter Festival.

But put that aside---think of all those people out there, with no shelter, no warm place, no food, no one to help them----even though the Christian Church did borrow (steal) the winter holiday it does bring home the idea of us giving of ourselves something to help those who are less fortunate, what greater time of the year to remember the difficulties that those who are in need, need help.

That is why the Midnight Mass, the cold and drafty church---but the lights and the music all to remind us that many are fortunate, and many are not.

Then the next day I'll be spending time with Family, sharing past memories, watching future ones form, and just being with love ones and feeling contented and lucky, very Lucky.

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy Hanakah, Happy Kwanza, Happy Boxing Day (for all you Candanians) And for all you Atheists----GET A LIFE!!! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE MISSING!

Mean Kitty snuggling up with a cuppa Hot Chocolate and listening to Christmas songs, signing off for 2007.

"Yes, Virginia, There is a Santa Claus!"

OK. Everyone I’ve always said that I’m a mean kitty and that’s true but I’m no Grinch, or a ‘Bah, Humbug Scrooge’.

I mean I never tell a kid that there is no Santa Claus, because in my personal experience I’ve encountered some unexplainable things that can only be attributed to some sort of “Santa Claus Spirit” Yep a spirit.

Because it’s got to be a special “energy” in which “Santa Claus” can come around, now in places like Botswana---the energy there has been almost killed, except for those few hardy souls that do what they can to at least keep it on life support. God Bless Them!

But a hundred years ago this year, a little girl by the name of Virginia O’Hanlon had an 8 year old crisis of faith. See little Virginia had a birthday in July of that year and it must have been a very nice birthday, but in September, when she went back to school her school friends must have asked her “what did you do during the Summer” and she must have told them about her birthday and the presents she got---and during that moment she must have said out loud “I wonder what Santa Claus will bring at Christmas?”

Now it must have been a nasty 9 year old boy who told her that Santa Claus doesn’t exist (boys are like that you know—he must have received coal in his stocking last year) but Virginia believed and of course she went home crying that day and must have told her mother, her mother being busy as a mother is may have said “I’m sure Santa does exist” but Virginia wanted it from an authority so when Dad came home she put the question to him. Now Virginia’s father was a doctor and worked as an assistant coroner with the New York police dept. both as a doctor and as a coroner he must have seen the very sad and seamy underside of life that he wanted to protect or shield his family and his young daughter from.

1897 was also a very skeptical period of time, the Civil war was barely over 33 years ago and there were still very hard feelings and loss from that, it was a skeptical age, people were no longer believing in God, if a God could do all that harm. Dr. O’Hanlon was dumfounded when Virginia tearfully told him what had happened at school. But he was a resourceful man, he knew he didn’t have the words to explain this to her, nor did he want to burst her belief in Santa, but here was an 8 year old slowly timidly knocking on adulthoods’ door.

From time to time if there was any question to be settled Dr. O’Hanlon and other members of his family would write to the Question and Answer dept of the New York Sun Newspaper. And Dr. O’Hanlon had the habit of saying “That if it’s in the Sun, it’s so”. That was how powerful journalism was in those days. So he suggested to Virginia to write to the Sun Newspaper.

The Sun was a very lively newspaper in its writing and editorials, back then other newspapers would always write editorial rebuttals to other newspapers, this was a form of rivalry. The Sun remained being published until the mid 1950’s.

Surprisingly Virginia’s letter did not go to the Question and Answer column, it was re-directed to the Publisher of the newspaper a Mr. Mitchell who read it and thought that it would be best to answer it as an editorial and the best man for the job was Francis P. Church.

Church was the son of a Baptist minister the Rev. Pharcellus Church, Francis was the middle son of three boys and surprisingly his eldest brother Matthew and his younger brother John Adams were better known than Francis, even their Father was of some renown having established a publication on religion. Francis and his older brother founded the Army and Navy magazine in 1862 and later the Gazette magazine which was later bought by the Atlantic Monthly, both brothers acted as correspondents during the Civil War until Matthew joined the Union army and attainted the rank of Captain, Francis continued as a war correspondent. Younger brother John Adams became a famous mining engineer and later in life was at Tombstone, Arizona at the time of the gunfight at the O.K.Corrall.

Francis was an editor in 1897 at the Sun and was frequently handed any assignments that dealt with theology, because of his life experience Francis P. Church was a sardonic personality and had no time for “fluff or flummery”. His was a logical type of thinking and he like many others had been affected by the loss of humanity from the Civil War.

Mitchell handed the letter to Church who at first refused it, thinking it some sort of joke, but Mitchell said it wasn’t a joke, so with great resignation Church took the letter and began to work an editorial about it.

What he created was a 500 word editorial masterpiece for its day and it added to the idea of Santa Claus as being a spirit of belief in a skeptical age. Church realized that here was a child who was approaching adulthood, to just say yes Santa exists would not be enough, he had to explain what Santa was, in a way that was acceptable to children and also wake up the minds of adults to have “goodness, compassion and love” in their hearts. He realized that Santa was bigger than a grown up, that is was a question of faith in times of adversity. Something inspired Francis P. Church, a man that had no time for “fluff” or foolishness.

Now this editorial did not run in December of 1897 but in September of that month and was the 7th of 12 editorials that ran on page 10 of the Sun. But there was something about it that captured the minds, hearts and spirits of the reading public.

Most of the time when any newspaper ran an editorial, especially about a controversial subject other newspapers would do editorial rebuttals---but this one no newspaper dared to write a rebuttal----

It was the Sun’s policy to not give any editorial credit but have it as a Sun Newspaper response; no one knew that Francis P. Church wrote it. The Sun never republished it although there was great demand, finally 6 years after The Sun did, still not crediting Church---when it was republished it was with this snippy phrase “…that perhaps people’s scrapbooks were wearing out.”

In 1898 Church married, but had no children and continued writing at the Sun until several months before his death, he died in April 1906 after an illness of 3 months, he was buried in Sleepy Hollow Cemetery in Sleepy Hollow, New York. So great was his loss felt that the Sun took a remarkable step and announced that Church was the author of “Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus” and the following December the Sun started re-printing the editorial on an annual basis, many other newspapers followed suit. As a matter of fact other newspapers had started re-printing it when the Sun didn’t.

The letter that little Virginia sent was mailed back to her by an assistant editor and is preserved along with the original editorial by the grandchildren of Virginia O’Hanlon.

What happened to little Virginia---well as all children she grew up, went to college became a school teacher, married for a short time, had a daughter, and taught school for 47 years. During her adult life she received many letters about that remarkable question and she answered every single one and included a beautifully printed copy of the letter and the editorial reply. She said that reading that reply in the Sun affected her course in life for the better good. She died in 1971 at the age of 81. She is buried near Rochester, New York.

It was feared that the letter she wrote was destroyed in a house fire, but some years later it was found safe and sound, and was shown on Antiques Road Show in 1998 and valued at over $50,000.00 for its remarkableness.

The brownstone house that Virginia lived when she wrote the letter suffered a fire some years later and was too badly gone to be preserved.

But it’s better that Virginia be an 8 year old child in a Victorian skeptical age that asked a simple question to be answered by a man who has seen too many disillusions in life. In doing so it has given them both immortality and it is, perhaps the best description of the true meaning and idea of “Santa Claus”.

So without further adieu I give you “YES, VIRGINIA, THERE IS A SANTA CLAUS”






Eight-year-old Virginia O'Hanlon wrote a letter
to the editor of New York's Sun, and the quick
response was printed as an unsigned editorial
Sept. 21, 1897. The work of veteran newsman
Francis Pharcellus Church has since become
history's most reprinted newspaper editorial,
appearing in part or whole in dozens of languages
in books, movies, and other editorials, and on
posters and stamps.



"DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old.
"Some of my little friends say there is no Santa
Claus.
"Papa says, 'If you see it in THE SUN it's so.'
"Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?

"VIRGINIA O'HANLON.
"115 WEST NINETY-FIFTH STREET."

VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have
been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical
age. They do not believe except [what] they see.
They think that nothing can be which is not
comprehensible by their little minds. All minds,
Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are
little. In this great universe of ours man is a
mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared
with the boundless world about him, as measured by
the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of
truth and knowledge.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists
as certainly as love and generosity and devotion
exist, and you know that they abound and give to
your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how
dreary would be the world if there were no Santa
Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no
VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then,
no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this
existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in
sense and sight. The eternal light with which
childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not
believe in fairies! You might get your papa to
hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas
Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not
see Santa Claus coming down, what would that
prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no
sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real
things in the world are those that neither
children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies
dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no
proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive
or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and
unseeable in the world.

You may tear apart the baby's rattle and see what
makes the noise inside, but there is a veil
covering the unseen world which not the strongest
man, nor even the united strength of all the
strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart.
Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push
aside that curtain and view and picture the
supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real?
Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing
else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives
forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay,
ten times ten thousand years from now, he will
continue to make glad the heart of childhood.


(I thank Newseum website for this copy) And if I got some of my facts a little wrong, I do tell you that the bulk of this blog is correct.

So you any of you think that we have become to commerialized in this world, well let me tell you something, I saw at Target today an 11 year old girl who was carefully selecting things for her Grandma, her two younger sisters and her Mom and she was paying for it out of money she had saved from collecting cans and bottles over the year. Her Dad was proud of her choices and her sense of finacial responsiblity.

I asked her why was she buying these things and she said "It's my way of saying 'thank you for being here and I love you', but I know that they know I love them, but it feels good."

The father said that most of the money that's brought intothe house hold goes to paying bills and the house and food, and it's a good thing he knows how to fix the family car , they take bus or Bart. No trips or anything but they find ways of having fun that's free and low cost. They had major medical bills and are slowly getting out from under them. He has no desire of taking out a loan or going into debt.

I looked at her and said, "You know the real meaning of Christmas" and she smiled at me.

So I asked her "What can I get for a brother who has everything and can be a bit of a tease" and she said "A Screaming, Flying Monkey, I've seen it at Bed, Bath and Beyond"---and she was right--not a bad buy for $5.00.

So this mean kitty is going to put on "Miracle on 34th Street" and have a steaming cup of hot chocolate, because she has had her faith renewed.

It Ain't Racial Profiling!!!

It’s Mean Kitty and I’m Hissy Mad.

I’ve been watching on T.V. and reading in the newspapers about Alameda P.D. doing their best to catch the killers of an innocent young girl who was shot and killed on Halloween.

They catch them, thanks to civic minded citizens and everyone wanting to get these animals off the streets, and then guess what happens, a bunch of idiots claims it was racial profiling!!!!

RACIAL PROFILING!! My Aunt Minnie’s Pajama’s!!! It wasn’t Racial Profiling, ya dumb idiots, it was people who heard and saw the killers BRAG---Yes Folks---BRAG—about how they shot that girl and how she fell after being shot!!

But Heaven Help us if it was Racial Profiling----the protestors claimed that the two previous criminals that were arrested and then let go were innocent of the killing---BUT what they don’t say, which Did come out in the news is that the one’s that were first arrested, had felony warrants on them anyway, even if they were not the one’s that did the killing. P.D. knew that they would squeal on the killers.

And the eye witnesses gave a description of the shooter---and if the drawing that was plastered in the newspapers and shown on T.V. showed that shooter didn’t look Asian from the eye witnesses’ description then I’m cock-eyed optometrist because that picture sure looked Asian to me.

Then they get all upset because the police went into the homes heavily armed, well excuse me, but wasn’t it described that the shooter was ARMED AND DANGEROUS!!!???

Do you think that any reasonable person is going to go up against an Armed and Dangerous person with a Water Pistol or a Pillow???!!! Hellllooooooo are we talking brain trust here???

Man I wanted them to go in with grenade launchers and Uzi’s and get these criminals off the streets!!!

O.K. now here’s the sad part of all of this----the killer is 16 years old and his companions are anywhere between 13 and 16 years old and they are going around trying to rob for money!!!

I WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE HELL THE PARENTS WERE DOING!!!

HEY PARENTS DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR FUTURE CRIMINAL IS DOING TONIGHT??? DO YOU KNOW WHERE HE’S GOING??? WHO HE IS HANGING AROUND WITH???

IS HIS OR HER GRADES UP TO PAR---IS HE OR SHE HAVING AN ATTITUDE AT SCHOOL?

OR HAVE YOU GIVEN UP ON THEM---THEN LETS LAY THE BLAME WHERE IT BELONGS---FIRST AT THE PARENTS---THEN AT THE SCHOOL SYSTEM THAT BACKS DOWN WHEN THE PARENTS SAY---- Hey my kid DESERVES a good grade even if they don’t do the homework----And if you Don’t give him a good grade I’ll make you lose your job, because I don’t believe you when you say my kid is Acting Out!!

Do we need more Schools??? Yes but only if they are run the way I Recommended in a previous blog and MAKE THE PARENTS TOTALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR KIDS ACTIONS---HELL THROW THE PARENTS IN JAIL TOO!!!! That will shake them up.

Because if Parents don’t back the school and make those kids behave, the schools can’t be the one to punish a kid if they act up, it’s the parents and if the parents don’t do it, then instead of building schools you are going to have to build more jails.


Remember PROVERBES 23: 13-14 Spare NOT the rod from the wayward evil doer,
for it shall not kill them but deliver them from
the devil.

Remember GENSIS 9: 6--- “Who so sheddeth man’s blood by man shall his blood be
Shed.”

Which means that Capitol Punishment is endorsed by the Holy Bible.

W.H. Auden says “Murder is unique in that is abolishes the party it injures, so that society must take the place of the victim, and on his behalf demand atonement or grant forgiveness”

I say that there is NO Forgiveness for these bunch of animals----nor for the parents that brought them up and took no control of them.

But now what has me even more upset---there is a State in our Fair Union that has a bill on the floor to BAN Corporal punishment of one's own child.

Hellooooo FUTURE CRIMINALS HERE---Trust me there are some kids out there in which "Time Out" does not work but a quick smack on the bottom does. And there is a lot of fat on kids bottoms. And there are a lot of parents out there that do nothing to correct their kids behavior and then what---wait until they are 16 years old or 11 or 12 or 13 and they go out and kill someone???? Is that what it's going to take????

Kids have no fear of their parents anymore or of those in authority because they really don't believe they will be punished. What has happened to the MORAILTY OF THE WORLD???

Oh don't worry---Mommie and Daddy will protect me, and I can do anything I like ---- Like killing someone Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha!!

WAKE UP FOLKS AND ALL YOU PARENTS OUT THERE----YOU ARE THE ONE'S CREATING CRIMINALS WHEN YOU DON'T MAKE SURE YOUR KIDS ARE CRACKING THE BOOKS, GETTING GOOD GRADES, GIVING THEM CHORES TO DO, AND RESPONSIBLITIES THEY HAVE MAINTAIN---CRIMINALS START AT HOME!!!

W.H. Auden said "Evil is always unspectacular and alwys human. And shares our bed...and eats at our table" take a look at the child that is not at home and not eating at your table when that child should be.

Tonight---Right Now---do you know where your child is at?? Do you know what your child is doing??? Are you ---by your neglet creating a criminal??

Mean Kitty pissed off and signing off and discussed with Parents.