Gun Grabber Tactics

Heard of a story last night in local Atlanta news of some sports figure who owned an "Assault" and the writer's question of why he had to own one. Gun grabbers...let me help you. The word "assault" in connection to like the AK47 is designed to strike fear in the reader/listener/viewer. So maybe you should come up with some others, because your goal is not to ban SOME weapons but ALL.

Let's see now, we can call the .38 the THUG-nose. Nah...that would only mystify the "urban" community. How about the FIENDISH .45? The NOCENS nine millimeter (that's a greek word for bad, wicked, injurious, culpable or evil)

Meanwhile, there's still the site running with the famous assault rifle cam sitting there, minding its own business while the gun grabbers wring their hands and want only cops and creeps to own weapons, and I think they'd really take them away from cops, like the bobbies in England. "I say, old chap, stop! Stop, I say, or I'll be forced to blow my whistle at you!"

HEY! Leave Him ALONE!

Listen and repeat for best results. If you hear "What are you gonna do about it?"

Say, "I'M not going to let you bully my friend!" Pretty soon, you'll find that if it gets to the "What are you going to do about it?" there will be a chorus of voices all echoing what was difficult for you to say initially.

Bullying is pretty universal and mainly a teenybopper thing, but it happens occasionally around so called "adults."

This past Tuesday night, a guy came into karaoke after he got off work and he was parading around the room saying, "He can't sing!" (The amazing thing was, I wasn't the one singing) We are acquaintances, not friends, so I said, "Hey...it's karaoke, Man."

My table chimed in with me. No, we weren't crazy about the song being sung, but that doesn't matter. Later, that same jerk came over to me after my song and told me I was "really good." I only wish I'd had the presence of mind to tell him that coming from him, that wasn't much of a compliment.

I recall as a kid in Arlington, Virginia hearing neighborhood kids singing in their nanny nanny boo boo style, "Fatty, fatty, two by four...couldn't get through the bathroom door!"

I probably have a permanent fat image of myself from those early experiences,

Then, when I was in 7th grade, there was a bully who waited in front of the drug store every day for me. He wanted to play a game he called "punch out."

"You hit me in the arm as hard as you want and then I'll hit you! Go ahead...HIT me!" I should have knocked him out, but I was young and stupid and didn't recognize what a punk he truly was.

Some of you will know who I'm speaking of when I talk of a friend who was in a motorcycle accident some call the Energizer Bunny. He LOVES to dance. Occasionally, he'll be the victim of "REtard" remarks. I don't let them go by without rebuke. We have to stand up to bullies. We can't rely on the government to do it for us. All they make is bureaucracy and snail mail.

There's another side to this. People and groups of people have to stop being such sissies. Okay, you're black and someone used the "n" word on you. They've already shown their ignorance. Try not being so sensitive.

I disagree with my dad's generation about "fighting words." His was characterised by the initials S.O.B. and he had many fights over it.

In all honesty, there are word that tick me off. But getting ticked off is a CHOICE. Let's choose to remain in control!

Just Thinkin' (Ooh Dangerous!)

Someone said, it is better to keep your mouth shut and make people think you're an idiot than to open it and prove them right. Dad had a fish on his wall with a caption that read, "Even a fish wouldn't get caught, if it'd keep its mouth shut!"

Recently on one of the applications someone responded to the question of did I swear like a sailor with "no." Well, I TRY not to. I guess it was the way I was brought up.

Mom had creative ways of saying things without actually saying them and I admired her for it. At my worst point (so far) in life, I actually uttered the four letter word for excrement in front of her.

Her response was, "John...the BIBLE says that 'out of the abundance of the mouth the heart speaketh.' Now is THAT what you're full of?"

Ah, she had a way with words.

Identity Crisis

I've probably shared this before, but when I was twelve or thirteen (I think Lincoln was President) I got this notion that if I could become Elvis all my problems would be solved, so I set out to look like (good luck, there) walk like (I was pretty close) and SOUND like (there is no comparison) Elvis. I'd sit and dinner and in my best Elvis voice and with as much swagger as one can summon up sitting down, would say, "Pass the mashed potatoes, Daddy."

Dad's replay would be "I WILL, if you stop talking like Elvis!"

"I-I-I don't understand, Daddy. Th-th-th-this is the way I talk!"

I got speech after speech from him on how God made Elvis and He made me and that we're not the same person and that I'd do better trying to be myself, (which, by the way, is something Elvis always taught people.)

I wouldn't listen, and one night I went to the skating rink hoping to see some pretty females and my friends in the band were there, Dan Seidel, Ken Crowder (Wolfenden) and some other friends. I swaggered in with my best Elvis walk and in my best Elvis voice said, "Think I'll go home"

I think it was Dan who said, "Why, John?"

"No girls." and then I walked off into the sunset, down Great Falls Street to the house, probably singing some Elvis song on the way.

Well, next day after school was band rehearsal at Dan's house and I was the last to arrive, so I was going to sneak up on the other guys and crept up the stairs to hear a re-inactment of what had happened at the skating rink. The guys busted out laughing and I heard one say, "That fool really thinks he's ELVIS!"

Suddenly, my father's words made sense to me. After that, it was a long time before I would talk, sing or act like Elvis, even though people would ask me to.

Elvis said it. Dad said it. Be yourself

Horsin' Around

Rodelle lives near Myrtle Beach, (S. Carolina) and has been charged a second time with buggery...with a horse. The SAME horse. I'm not really interested in what he did with the horse, but it has been the topic of some jokes on morning talk radio.

You laugh now, but people are routinely doing things thought to be absurd in the past, so my guess is that many of these people who are laughing now, will be in the barn in days to come and probably marching for the "right" to do so. I can hear it now, "What a person does in a barn is no one's business."

In the future, the choice will be bridal gown or bridle gown.

The whole situation is rather tacky.

Rodelle asked his partner, "Why so long-faced?"

Maybe he was just feeling his oats that day.

The old grey mare, she ain't what she used to be.

I always kind of wondered about the galloping gourmet.

Wonder how they caught him? Did he have symptoms of hoof and mouth disease?

Rodelle was doing a little more than looking a gift horse in the mouth.

Wonder what triggered this behavior?

No doubt, Rodelle considers himself a stallion.

Rodelle means something entirely different when he says, "I got the trots!"

Rumor has it, Rodelle, rides a Mustang.

Wonder if Rodelle feels amorous, when he hears Tommy James sing, "Ride a pony...ride a pony?"

No, Rodelle...you misunderstood the cowboy when he said, "Let's ride!"

I guess he listens a little more intently than most when he hears the results of a Gallop Pole

;-)

Smorgasbord "Spirituality"...VERY American

Smorgasbord so called "spirituality" is very American. But can it be Christian? Not according to Jesus, who made it pretty plain when he said,

"... Verily, verily, I say to you, I am the door of the sheep." (John 10:7)

"Truly I say to you, He who does not go through the door into the place where the sheep are kept, but gets in by some other way, is a thief and an outlaw." (John 10:1) Heaven wouldn't be Heaven if you had to worry about thieves and outlaws. Now there WILL be FORMER thieves and outlaws.

Way before that, the Lord said, "You are to have no other gods but me." (Exodus 20:3)

Does God have other names? Well, there are the compound names for God and God lives in three persons, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, but He doesn't have knick names. Just like, if you saw me and called out, "Hey Bobby" I would not answer you. But if you said, "ROEBUCK" I'd immediately turn around. (I DO have some knick names though) But God doesn't, so Using Buddha, or allah, etc and thinking you're reaching all the same person, doesn't cut it. "And in no other is there salvation: for there is no other name under heaven, given among men, through which we may have salvation." (Acts 4:12)

Hey, as an American, you're free to think that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and no one can get it down, if that's what you want. Call yourself a Frisbee-terian. Just don't confuse that or anything else with Christianity.

The illustration shows a sheepfold. The shepherd sleeps in the doorway at night, becoming the door and protecting the sheep from predators.

ALL Things are NOT Considered!

Unlike many who criticize Fox News Channel who have never viewed it, I have been monitoring NPR (National "Public" Radio) since there is a move afoot to de-fund it. I have listened patiently for some journalism and found every broadcast, even their so called "All Things Considered" segments to not only NOT consider all points of view but to pour out the typical wrong (left) wing socialist pablum that is so prevalent in the dinosaur media.

At least Babs (Barbara Walter's) opinionated show is called "The VIEW" as opposed to viewS!

I hear an outcry from the usual suspects...leftists, socialists, radicals and communists both small and large "c."

The double standard is alive and well. It's okay for fair and balanced genuine journalism to have to be privately funded, but NPR joins the letter networks in being nothing more than the leftist (they would say "progressive") propoganda arm of the party of Democrats.

A Case of Mistaken Identity...

...and maybe even Bud Light?

Never a dull moment in ROEBUCK Land

Last night a friend of mine came up and said there was a guy at karaoke who was all angry with me because he had this notion that I elbowed him in the chest right after he had had surgery to remove a lung. Sounds just like me, doesn't it?

Well, I struck up a conversation with the guy I thought my friend was talking about and he said, "Oh, it's not ME! It's my friend over there." pointing to this dude I'd never seen before. Then he proceeded to tell me that this guy swears I was on the deck and did the dastardly deed and that he thinks his former wife put me up to it and that later, he was coughing up blood. The guy never made eye contact the entire night, but I decided that talking about it to ONE guy was enough.

I believe his friends convinced him that it wasn't me, although it's difficult to find someone who looks this scary in the mirror.

I came away wondering what the pay is for elbowing a former husband these days. Hmm. Nah, I'm pretty peace loving.

(Photo, courtesy of Lou Roldan)

New Invention!!!

It appears as grating in a Fire Zone, (you know, the kind where you're not supposed to stop or park, but the privileged few ignore it) but in reality it has censors that measure the weight of any vehicle stopped on it beyond a certain amount of time. So, if it is a fire engine, fire fighters can de-activate it, but they are the only ones who can. Therefore, if another large truck or vehicle stops longer than a normal traffic pause, spikes come up from below and deflate the tires, law enforcement arrives with the tow truck to issue the fine of up to two hundred, fifty dollars.

Now, those who think they are above the law, will be those who pay in multiple ways. More revenue for the government, so they're happy. There is also a separate model for Loading Zones.

(Now, the only thing left is for me to get my copyright, so we can do this) Personally, I wish they'd put the boot on vehicles who do this, or people who thinks it's okay to park in the handicapped space "for just a minute."

Oh Buddha!

Ever notice that when someone decides to curse, you never hear them say, "Oh Buddha!" or "Krishna!" or "allah?"

There's a good reason for that. Man instinctively knows what the real deal is.

A counterfeit bill is made to look as much like the real thing as possible down to the paper it is printed on, but it's just that...counterfeit. The world has many spiritual counterfeits and false "gods." How many "gurus" have you seen that remind you of Jesus? But I defy you to give me an example of someone using their names to curse. Nope, it's only the real thing...JESUS CHRIST!

John 14:6 Holy Bible

Charlie Sheen Syndrome

Maybe it's just me, but the Charlie Sheen deal is not so much about addiction, as it is a false vision of self-grandeur!

Too many people view themselves as the center of the universe. I just want to tell them one of my favorite sayings, hey, "lack of planning on your part, doesn't constitute an emergency on MINE!"

These folks are often difficult to make contact with, never give their undivided attention and expect others to be at their beck and call 24/7/365. I for one, don't want to be an enabler of this and at the risk of being seen as mean, don't mind administering a little tough love for a much needed attitude adjustment.

But that's just me

Sarah? No, and Here's Why

I do not support Sarah Palin's bid to run for President of the US for this reason. I didn't mind when she ran as John McCain's running mate in the 2008 election because her rhetoric was right on target. But she showed that her actions don't exactly follow her rhetoric, that is, she doesn't necessarily practice what she preaches. McCain, in an attempt to not look like a "mean ole conservative" didn't have what it takes to go for the jugular vein in the last election, especially when his supporters quite accurately described Barack as a socialist and Marxist. If it has webbed feet and a bill and goes quack, quack, it's a duck, my friend.

Where Palin got off the track was when she supported McCain's bid for re-election. McCain will say whatever he has to to get elected, but votes wrong the majority of the time. The only thing he's gotten right is our policies in the Middle East.

So, no, I will not support a Palin ticket for President unless I have to pick her, as I did McCain (choking and gagging) as the lesser of two evils. I HOPE my Tea Party friends will prevent that!

By the way, I could never support Mike Huckabee, either, as he threw his support over to McCain in the primary in 2008. I would only vote for him in the same scenario.

Remembering a Steppenwolf Song

When I was a teen, our band did "The Pusher" written by Hoyt Axton and performed by Steppenwolf. I was listening to the song in my room quite loud and practicing the vocal and came down to dinner. My Mom, quite innocently asked me about the lyrics to the song. I told Mom it was okay, because the writer is saying that he wants the pusher to be damned. Nothing else was said.

In my youth and ignorance, I did not realize that when someone says "GD" the meaning is for God to have that done to Him, which I promise you, will never happen. But even if the song WAS saying what I interpreted it to say, and I sang it, I am sure that many people feel that way about pushers, but that's now how God feels. He LOVES them. We should, too if we want to be like Him, but administering a little tough love, is sometimes appropriate. ;-)

Senario: (Watch the OTHER Hand)

The phone rings at the Sheen residence. Charlie pics it up:

"Hello"

"Charlie"

"Yes"

"This is Barack Obama"

"Well, thank you for calling me, Mr President...what can I do for ya?"

"You already HAVE."

"Really?"

"Oh yes...while the Country's concentrating on your antics it's giving me enough time to figure out what I can do about Kadafi. I'll probably just let it blow over. Gas is underpriced, anyway!"