seriouslyscorpio

thoughts of the moment and of my life


ADDRESSING THE PLANS OF PARENTHOOD….WITH FACTS AND CHARACTER


Been trying not to comment on Planned Parenthood, but I have to. At least I’ll start out and see what happens.

I have sensed for a long time the ‘agenda’ of who ever wants to stir the pot of problematic indecision.  I guess I can only discuss it from my point in living these past 70 plus years.

My most bitter disappointment is having to face the fact that religion comes in many forms and is used as a sledgehammer to address situations some people don’t care for, to enhance their agenda.  I see some of you wincing, some exclaiming  how wrong I am, and others shrugging.

There are lots of things in life aimed at making people wince, scream, and walk away.  If it happens next door, you are ready to stand and push the morality you live by.  If it happens in Egypt, Germany, England, Syria, or Iraq, we think ‘oh no, when will it ever end’….and then go on living our day. ‘Well, it’s kind of numbing after awhile’, you say…..and you are right.

When a politician becomes a part of criminal activity, we gasp, knowing that we expected more….and sure enough, got less.  And we go on….

When there is an auto accident that claims lives in another state, we think ‘what a shame’ and we go on….

When a couple become parents to a newborn who lives only a few hours because of birth defects, it does touch us…for awhile, and we go on.

WHY?……….

Me thinks it is because we really don’t have the answer and therefore can’t handle the problem thinking through our own personal moral and character beliefs and ADMITTING we don’t have the answer.

Playing God is always a good way out….think how many times a day we rate others actions and reactions. Think how we smirk at their dress or their language. Think how we roll our eyes when their opinions don’t quite match ours.  And then there is religion…..we really don’t like to get involved with that, do we. We and they…..We think, they think, we believe, they believe.. We forgive this way, they forgive that way. We think this law is okay, they think that law is okay.  We think they tread on us, and visa versa.

Now we don’t really play god with the big stuff…..mostly it is small time, cause we are educated enough in our every day living to make those decisions.  Oh, please, you know that is wrong…..we are God all the time, otherwise confession and prayer would not be so important.  We know we screw up….but there are small ones and big ones….right!

LET’S LOOK AT ME…..

I’m here to say I’ve had a pretty wonderful life, compared to most people. And yet, there have been some bad times. I’ve often said that some people could not have handled some of the things that happened to me…..and visa versa.  I know of some pretty bad things that others have incurred, and they have survived, continuing to become wonderful human beings, with souls of gold.  But let’s use me…… and I’ll go right to the core of this post…..I aborted at home at almost 6 months, and prior to that had 4 miscarriages.    A year later we adopted a wonderful little boy thru state where we lived.  We had him until he was twenty and because of his fetal alcohol syndrome, he felt his life would be better if he went out on his own and cut all communications with his family, and friend. We did not know he had this syndrome and neither did he.

AND OTHERS…….

I know of a wonderful gal who had 5 children and 5 abortions….why? Was it because of money, anger, molestation, fear, her health, the fetus’ health…..who knows.  Maybe all of them……it is not for me to judge. Her shoes weren’t mine and mine were not hers.  We all know of  girls who ‘went away’ when were in high school in the 50’s and 60’s.  Their shoes weren’t mine and mine were not theirs.  Lives so young, so full of trauma.  Decisions had to be made….and they were.

Many wonderful souls have died because of disease, time, starvation, and lifestyle.

Other pregnant women in countries whose names we cannot pronounce, or sadly even remember, lose their babies to lack of good nutrition, or good drinking water, a warm place to sleep, and most often, poor sanitary conditions when giving birth.

COMMON CAUSES…STILL PROBLEMATIC

Many families have children with diseases that should some day be eliminated.

Stem cell research shall become a ‘giver of new life’ for children of birth defects that have stalked generations.

Good nutrition, water, and being in a safe place should be put into operation at once, for everyone.

Molestation, lack of money, anger, and no family support….should be a thing of the past..

But alas, after all these years, they still remain.

TO ACT.. IS TO REACT… AND NOT  OVER-REACT….

Traumatic ‘you tube’ film shows in households all over the world.  Ugliness is always around….but how we handle it proves our character and worth.

Would I have a tough time watching an amputation…..you bet.  Would I have a tough time  watching war and the horrendous pain inflicted on men and women….couldn’t do it.  Would one wince while pulling critically injured people from auto wreckage….of course.  Would it be easy for me watch the caring of severe burns…couldn’t do it.  BUT PEOPLE DO…..BECAUSE THEY HAVE TO….to help, aid and assist the strangers they come to care for.

And so it is with research…..and religion…..They need to cross and match. The realization that human beings are helpful and helpless has to be discussed.  We cannot hide our beliefs any longer.  We need to take them out and look closely at why we believe what.

Planned Parenthood should be a place to learn and discuss openly optional birth control methods.  We can continue to scare one another into not getting pregnant. How well has that worked…..?

Most of all Planned Parenthood should be planned for and around  adoptive parents to receive babies that because of personal reasons, the mother chose to do so.  I say personal reasons, because I know there are many….and ‘walking in shoes’ is not for discussion here.

Having adopted, and watching the process with others today, it has become much more of a business than ’tissue’ donations ever were.   Who is to say who will be a good or bad parent…..and how do those rules apply to ‘anyone’ who becomes pregnant…there isn’t any is there…except and until the child is hurt or found not to be cared for, or starved, etc.    I remember seeing scrapbooks potential families had to design to show their home and back yard and family and how the room would be furnished, and all the outdoor swings, etc.  WHAAAAT!

Are you getting the picture now about what is moral to who….The laws governing parenthood are kind of not working, right. ‘Don’t tread on me’…  it is my right to get pregnant….and the laws say yes. How we work thru this ….should be a part of planned parenthood.

SO ….WHAT DO WE DO….

We change our attitude on who can be a parent and why.  We modify our reasons when it becomes a moral disaster to get pregnant within today ‘s lifestyle. We encourage good healthcare, before pregnancy, and birth control to avoid another moral disaster, finally admitting that we can’t make everyone into the same mold, that is to act, look, live, and believe like us.

We gently understand the loss of children, and further research the reasons for birth defects, in order to negate those defects.  We do not sensationalize pain, sadness, loss, and death when it comes to abortions or miscarriages….but instead encourage families of unwanted pregnancies to pass on their ‘gift’ to a family unable to have children.

We make adoption available, and don’t charge 2o% minimum of your yearly gross earnings…..We charge for prenatal care and having the baby, period.

We understand that some people do not want or need children…..and teach them that it is okay. Birth control is a gift to people who don’t want children, just as the opposite is of families who do, can’t, and want to adopt.

And maybe we take a second look at research of human tissue of all kinds, knowing that we already donate cadavers, eyes, lungs, brains, virtually everything we have to find the answer… Everything that God has made helps us understand everything that God has made, better, especially when we do it with kindness, understanding, and tenderness to others just like us.

 

 

 


MY AMERICA…


Today we are experiencing what it is to be an American and enjoy the wonderful fruits of freedom. Don’t ever believe EVERYTHING you see on TV….

We see an Obamacare advisor being scrutinized under oath…not under the fear of being jailed or murdered. That is the way freedom works.

We see children and small adults damaging storefronts in Berkeley…not because of the lack of freedom but because OF freedom.

We see the same in New York City and in Ferguson, Mo…..and although we may not agree….it is because OF freedom that we do see it.

We see police departments acting with restraint 99% of the time, and we see the ugly 1%, not because of the lack of freedom, but because OF freedom.

When I say to not believe everything you see on TV…it means ‘sensation’ sells…..Those who only see the United States on overseas television or on laptops, u-tube, or phones…..see only what is going on in a few square miles of this country.

When in doubt, ask those who have been robbed, carjacked, or beat up and how their police force (99% of the time) have provided care, understanding, hours of work, and successful jail terms, for those having been violated.

When in doubt, ask those who escaped Southeast Asia during the Vietnam, Iraq, those who escaped ISIS’ grip, as well as those from Central America why they chose to leave there and come here… It wasn’t because of the freedom they left….it was because of the freedom they were willing to die for, that they came.

My America is not perfect, but it is the best for me. The US Armed Forces watch over my country, the town government I live under give me electricity, and gas, and schools, and good roads. My state cares for my towns and county, my food, my drinking water, and the police system,( local, state, and federal), show me gratitude, fairness, and keep me safe.

In response to what my government, my state, and my town offer me, it is my responsibility to be a good citizen of same. Just because I may be allowed to act stupid, say stupid, or live stupid, doesn’t men I should be stupid.


THANKSGIVING….. POLITICS AND PATRIOTS UNITED


We are in a holiday season in these states, that celebrate many victories. Thanksgiving came about only because of people being dissatisfied with their former government, their ability to make a living, and how they were denied the opportunity to practice and preach their own personal beliefs.

These ways of life were so important to families across the Atlantic..that they gambled their entire lives to pursue liberty and a democracy. Today, if we re-read the stories, we are reminded of strife of hunger, disease, and frustration.

Celebration came when change came….and change was separating government and religion, respecting others rights (as Jesus and other leaders spoke of) and, again, learning to live together.

Some days it is evident we have come a long way….the road has been rocky, ugly, and bloody, but those before us, being united for common goals, have constructed a foundation to guide us for years to come.

Democracy…..allows us the freedoms to choose how we live, under a series of
laws created in all of our best interests. Since we did not come to these shores ‘united’, we have and are still learning to live together.

Racial tension and religion seem to be the toughest to deal with. In 2 or 3 more generations, it is my opinion, racial problems will be a thing of the past. Our youth, for the most part are blending into one beautiful and content group and I am so proud of them.

Fairness, however, is sorely lacking, as seen by outbursts in Ferguson, Mo., Oakland, Ca., and other cities. It warms my heart to see neighbors beginning to help neighbors by talking, cleaning, and preparing as a unified city begins to heal.

So as we all begin tomorrow, when we hear the latest on CNN and FOX, let there be a pledge to remember others……remember those who have lost family members to violence, and chose not to take to the street. Remember those who have lost family members to drugs and chose not to blame blindly. Remember those who have lost family members to gunfire from unknown origins, and chose not to burn their stores and hurt the innocent.

These are also the suffering, who painfully live their daily lives just as lonely and distraught as the families in Ferguson, and Oakland, and Detroit.

We have laws, we have our vote, we have our neighbors, and our church. It is kind of like receiving a recipe from a friend and finding out it isn’t as good as they said…..just because you have the recipe doesn’t mean you have to use it over and over. If it’s bad, it’s bad, get a new recipe….Same with your town, your city council, your neighborhood, and yes, your kids.

It’s time…..like getting the baby to sleep all night by letting them cry themselves to sleep. You’ll feel guilty, won’t like the screaming, and the following of rules, but that too will pass, and like the baby, it will be quiet once again.


FERGUSON, MO. AND OTHERS….. (TOWNS & PEOPLE)


Ferguson is just one of the towns in this United States that needs to feel better about itself.
Towns grow and stop and some even fail. Years change the people, the jobs, the drive, I’m sorry to say. They breathe with history but become sickly when families, factories, schools, volunteer groups, health care, and dreams wane.

However, that seems to be the least of problems for some towns….because when anger, miss-trust, and the ‘you owe me because I can’t have what others have’ belief becomes an everyday occurrence, it is a sentence of eternal strife…never growing, never going away, just stagnant.

The life of any village is its people, and their striving to achieve. They are proud, they are caring, they are determined, and they respect their history. How many towns do you drive through that are 500, 1000, 4000, 9000 people….and have been for 150 years!!! They did not come to this moment without working, believing, creating, bonding, and achieving in a united way.

Attend city council meetings all over and you will see people….working, planning, and looking forward to successfully helping each of residents. Of course you will hear different opinions of how to complete these goals….but, in the end, (most of the time) all will benefit.

Go look in the mirror……it starts with you, then you and someone else, and someone else and so on.
It starts with realizing basics….abiding by the law, respecting family and neighbors, realizing that you must do your part, that your parents, family, town, and state, no longer want carry you!

Did those people burning Ferguson care about Ferguson? Don’t think so…..How many had finished high school….and if unable, how many had gone to vocational training, or joined the service of the USA. How many had seen to it that their folks were okay that day, that there was food on the table for their kids. How many had sought jobs, any job. How many had seen to it that their birth control was taken care of, or that of their sons and daughters that chose to be ‘free’ with sex.

When looking for work, how many sought assistance in knowing how to look, how to speak, how to respect the job offered, regardless of how menial. And how many took the job, because it was a start, to a better place in life, regardless of how difficult the climb.

If you did, I and many others salute you….If you did not….begin today to better your life….In doing so you will better your family, your reputation, and your self-esteem. Will it be easy? Hell, I say Hell no! Will you enter into a new phase and be proud to look in the mirror. Hell, I say Hell YES!!

It is time….right now…Do not disrespect what others have died for…..you have this wonderful opportunity to carry on the living history of your life and your surroundings.


FERGUSON AND ME…..IN THE 50’S AND 60’S


If I lived in Ferguson, Mo…..was any age, including over 18 and lived at home or close by, there would have not been a chance in hell I would have been allowed to participate in that brawl. I don’t care if they were 100% right, I would have been at home! My parents would have announced to anyone under their roof that they were to stay at home, stay out of the mess, ‘downtown’ and if they didn’t,mmmmm…mm…mmmmm, if ya know what I mean. Let it be known that my parents never beat me….and were never abusive. However, there were times when the fly swatter was not used for flies.

I was taught that being in a mob….defacing anything, (and that included soaping windows at Halloween), yelling at people, using bad words, and in general, embarrassing the family, was totally out of the question.

I was never told, but ‘asked’ when I would be home when I went out….I said a certain time and I was home by then. If something occurred (legally), I called….they respected me and I them. Didn’t have to, but I did.

Don’t tell me my parents didn’t have control….regardless of my age. At first it was the law, then control, and then it became respect. Respect for my family, my neighborhood, and my town. My friends and I say, of course there was a certain amount of fear….there has to be. Fear came in to play when I was little and continued til it became respect and the ‘right thing to do’. That doesn’t mean fear of pain…it means fear of being a fool, and making your family look foolish.

If I would have done the least of what those kids did….I would have been down there first apologizing, then with my broom picking up the mess, then with my money replacing all that was damaged, then with my body working there to pay anything else off, and then, under my mother’s guidance, putting an article in the paper saying how sorry I was to have hurt the people and businesses in the town I lived in.

Parents of those in Ferguson, Oakland, or anywhere else destroying becomes the way to ‘fix’ unrest….get out the broom. If you don’t want a 100% white police force, work in your city to get a majority black police force. If you think there is no work…finish school and be marketable. Showing yourself like last night will certainly not get you hired where a good reputation counts. Wear clothes that make you ‘classy’ instead of ‘assy’. No one should be without wonderful clothes….there are racks full in great thrift shops. Oh yes we do….buy stuff there for us and our kids.

Work in your church….for nothing….get out the broom again, keep the grass mowed, help those who have less, have more.

Notice I haven’t said anything about staying out…drink’in, drugs, etc. Give me a break, if you are doing what you should be, you won’t have time.

My mother-in-law said ‘Nothing good ever happens after the sun goes down’……amen


Jonathan Gruber….what do we do with him?


Jonathan Gruber…..what do we do with him….what do we do with his statements? Sorry to say, we listen and listen closely. Correct what should be corrected….pay attention to how the system has worked in the past and see that it changes. People like Mr. Gruber are not new to the scene. However, people who come clean are—-no matter what the venue.

I’m sorry to say it is my opinion that ‘yes’ some people are stupid. Stupid hurts just like breaking the law of morals and ethics hurt.

Mr. Gruber should be asked how all of this came to be….then heads should roll….and new ‘Mr. Grubers’ should come to fix it. When I mean ‘new Mr. Grubers’ I mean those men and women who are smart, able in their profession, with honorable thrown in. His actions should be examined and he should be forthwith when it comes to solutions to those actions. Don’t toss him…..bring him around to the side of what is in the best interest of all US citizens. If he (or anyone else) comes to the conclusion they cannot be part of that solution, it is then time to move them out.

Voters need to pay attention, starting today, of what their vote does. Behind the scenes employees should be culled if they are doing wrong…..Look at VA….it will take years to clean up that mess….unless laws are changed to let superiors release, fire, or layoff those do a bad job….

A lot of officials start out in our local city and county….and some rise higher than their level of responsibility. Just because the name is familiar in your county, state, or government does not mean they will work on your behalf. Start to read, listen, notice the small print, watch how they voted and what intelligent, stupid, or responsible statements they make in front of the camera, to get the next vote.

Sorry voters, it is our stupid, uneducated, or just plain lazy way of watching over our democracy.
Begin today to be accountable….and to hold those you vote for, accountable.


EBOLA…….ARE WE STILL IN THE DARK AGES?


There was an age, it seemed, when discovery was slowing…Reptiles had lost control of the earth, weather had calmed, and man had begun to focus on being, instead of surviving. Sure, there were still wars and strife, those being in control wanting to keep it, and those ‘outed’, wanting it back.

Most of the ordinary had come to terms with enjoying childhood and adulthood. It was a good time because people were finally getting a grasp, however, small on what our existence could really be like. We could have it good…..and for those who had never reached that height, it was marvelous. Good was wonderful. Dark times were a thing of the past.

Parents watched over their siblings….Adults watched over their neighborhoods….governments watched over their countries. Discovery was taking an upward and exciting turn, as science looked to conquering the deadliest and even the most ugly of chronic diseases. Sure, it cost money….discovery and safety always do. Companies grew, ideas were born, and it was still good, or better than ever before.

Travel left two feet and rose to thirty-thousand. Fast super-trains whooshed across country and countryside as the world grew smaller and more responsive to faraway lands only seen in books a few decades ago. Commerce grew among countries almost as fast as between local cities.
Oil was sought after, diamonds were a premium, and the stock markets rose and fell in milliseconds.

Still, no one realized the importance of the worrisome word they left behind in their daily chatter…..surviving. Business continued its reign in the world market as did the pleasure of cruising ships and luxurious air travel. What once was a ‘memorable moment’ became an everyday and very boring occurrence as we entertained ourselves across the seas, never wondering or even realizing who had sat or slept in our spot only a few hours ago.

Sure there were ‘clues’, but c’mon, we had made it, the dark ravages of centuries before us were far in the past. Products made us comfortable. Aids was now chronic and not deadly. And drugs, there was something for everyone and everything…almost.

And then, oh so quietly, ebola woke up, in the middle of lonely outposts of wavering civilizations….Only the bravest, the most devoted visited there, in those tiny villages of raw sewage and painful living. And so it grew, one by one, until some one noticed. It was so far away we thought, them—us. Someone will get a handle on this and we’ll all be fine. But it seems no one has….what is 250 or 2500 with a 50% death rate. The other diseases always faded away.

But now it is here….among us, the ordinary, not the survivors. And we are worried. Who did I shake hands with, who sneezed on me, who sat in my seat with a sweaty and perhaps feverish body… Who?

And here is the hard part….still no one worries……Companies need a better bottom line; parents need to visit kids in Europe or Africa or the US, product needs to be shipped so bills can be paid. Commerce has to go on, period.

How dark will this age be…..will drugs control disease, will planes stop traffic from affected areas so containment can be established; will people concede travel plans should be denied. Will pleasure cruises refuse passengers who have been in or near affected areas for at least 6 months? Will countries close their borders to stop death? And if so……when

Sur3e there