I am so sick of our government and the media trying to shove this Muslim religion down my throat telling me it is a good and peaceful religion. There is nothing they won’t say to try to convince everyone that those who believe in the Muslim faith are good everyday people who are just misunderstood by the American people and that only a small fraction of their religion are fanatical extremist who perpetrate terror around the world. Every time you turn on the television you see these talking heads explaining away terrorist acts and vicious cold blooded murder in the most cowardly ways by first suggesting that we Americans are intolerant and fear mongers who have overlooked the good of this religion. These same people jump at every opportunity to pin any criminal act upon Christianity and far right extremist groups with the barest of details and unfounded rumors. Why will the media and government not defend Christianity but give every pass possible to those who murder innocent people all over God’s green earth in the name of their religion? Why is it that every time one of these acts of terror occurs the media parades countless Imam’s and Islamic commentators who are ready to proclaim the innocence of the Muslim faith and their followers at the same time that a Muslim hate group is taking responsibility for the atrocious act of murder and they all pretend Americans are ignorant bigots? Do we ever see any representative of Islam condemn these acts of violence and mayhem? No, never! If this is a peaceful religion why are they not using all this free airtime condemning the cowardly murder instead of blaming
or her policies for the fault? Our own government officials including our President explain such horrible mass murder away as manmade disasters instead of coming out and pointing a steady finger at these religious fanatics and calling them what they are. Murderers! No, they won’t do it because they have painted themselves in a corner with their own practice of political correctness that does not allow them to call a duck, a duck. It is insanity at its worst form. Why is it that this country cannot, or should I say will not defend herself and make our borders safe? Why is it that we are still having terrorist enter our country and making attempts of terrorist acts on our airplanes and airports and our level of security is still atrocious? Why in the name of God are we still practicing the most deadly form of security by not profiling those whom are most likely to be a terrorist and instead our airport security is busy shaking down the elderly? It’s lunacy! How many people have to die before we start hurting some feelings in the effort to prevent more innocent deaths? America
- Birmingham, Alabama, United States
- 43 Years old Born in Wilson, North Carolina. Work in Law Enforcement / Patrol, married I am a Political Conservative without a party to represent my vote. I dislike liars, especially the type who are politicians and preachers. I oppose abortion of any type at any stage. The baby is innocent and deserves life regardless of the mothers circumstances. I also dislike racists. Especially the kind that always scream racism at others when life doesn't go there way! Get a life, it's only skin color and God made idiots in all colors. I also dislike Democrats, they wouldn't know the truth if it bit them on the ass. I dislike Republicans, they are truly the most spineless creatures on God's green earth. I dislike arrogant environmentalist who think we can destroy what God created. If your homosexual, I don't dislike you, but please keep it in your own bedroom behind closed doors for the sake of the untwisted.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Sometimes things just don't go our way and we are tempted to give up hope. Life can really seem difficult at these times and during them all we seem to be able to recall is our own misfortunes, failures or simply bad luck. It's at these times when we fail to see the good all around us and fail to be grateful for all the things that are going right. At these times of despair we fail to be thankful for all the blessings we have. I think I am the worst at this. When things don't go my way or changes that come along that seem to put a kink in things I instantly forget all that is good and dwell on what I see as my bad fortune. It takes me a while to let go of anger long enough to realize I am still alive and okay. I may not like the new situation but I am able to deal with it when I get my attitude on track. I always take things personal and look for the insult or betrayal when others do things I do not like. It seems that at these times, deep inside me I know things will get better or that some things are just not meant to be. Maybe at that unexpected or undesired fork in the road I will choose the right path after I sit down and have my own pity party fit. I like to know what is going on. I like to know what is going to happen even if there is no one to tell me or no way to know. I still want to know. I can easily become frustrated at times such as these instead of showing a little patience and realizing I have been in tougher situations and lived through them and can handle what is before me now. I try to have faith but sometimes I get so frustrated that I don't even believe in faith. I struggle to move on until my attitude is cleared away and I am able to think more clear and positive. What is to come? I don't know, but what I do know is that I can face what happens. Are there better days to come? I can only say yes if I examine where I have been and where I am now. Things do get better if I will only allow them to.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Domestic violence is a serious crime that affects so many families in today’s society. It affects an estimated 32 Million Americans or 10% of the countries population. Some of the characteristics of Domestic Abuse consist of physical, verbal, emotional, sexual, and even economic abuse. This abuse not only affects the spouse but also the children of such effected families. It is estimated that only a third of such violence is even reported to authorities in the
and United States . The true number of families affected is not known and it should be noted that this also occurs in dating relationships as well as co-habitation and friendships. The violence ranges from verbal abuse to pushing and shoving, beatings, rape and even to the ultimate end of murder. Over my career as a police officer I have been exposed to the pain and suffering that many people endure with a sense that there is no one that the victims can turn to with help without further violence being heaped upon them. I have seen women beaten to a bloody pulp who will deny that their significant other has attacked them and inflicted injuries upon them. I remember one time I was on patrol riding through a residential neighborhood late at night when I happened upon a woman walking down a sidewalk. I could see from the beam of my headlights that she was covered in blood. Her hair was matted in dripping blood as well as her face and clothing. Anyone would be shocked to see such a sight as this woman and I pulled my car up next to her and got out asking her “Where is he?” She shook her head as if she had no injuries or problems and next I shouted at her forcefully again “Where is he?” She told me the address which was about a block away and I called for paramedics to come to the scene and another police unit to go with me to the home to arrest the perpetrator. Once the medics and ambulance arrived, I and several officers went to the home. The door was open and I yelled inside the home for the man to come out but we were met with silence. We entered the home and in the kitchen I found a large man with a barrel shaped chest standing over the kitchen sink. He stated to me “I’m not going to jail!” I noticed he had blood on his clothing and hands. I told him “Oh yes you are!” With me was a new Rookie and I turned to him and stated “Get ready” and motioned with my fist hitting the palm of my hand letting him know it was about to be on. It took a good 5 to 10 minutes to get that big man in hand cuffs. He put up a heck of a fight. I can only imagine the fear of that little woman when this man began to beat on her. Over the last 30 years or so domestic abuse has become a topic of discussion which had been kept a dark secret for many years before. It was just something people hid and did not talk about and others kept the opinion that it was just none of their business when families had problems of physical abuse. I remember my elderly Aunt had once told me that when she was a young girl they did not have a police officer in their community and she told me a story of how a man had beaten his wife very badly. I had asked her what was done about such things then and she told me that she was walking down the road toward her house when she saw several pick up trucks with men sitting in the back with hoods over their heads and sticks and bats in their hands. She said she jumped into a ditch and waited as they passed by. She told me that they were members of the Ku Klux Klan that had gathered to visit the man who had beaten his wife so badly. They were going to beat the man for going too far while punishing his wife. She stated that in those days the community took care of their own problems in such ways. In this day and time the courts have done much better to punish those found guilty of domestic violence by degrees of punishment based on repeat occurrences of violence. But there is still a long way to go before this problem is dealt with effectively. In the United Kingdom , with the influx of immigration of those who believe in the religion of Islam, a new frightening problem of violence against the family has been introduced. Those who practice the faith of Islam believe that they should be governed by Sharia Law, which is their “Sacred Law of God” Sharia meaning “Way or Path”. Different Muslim Countries and Cultures have a variety of interpretations of Sharia law, but most insist that it should be applied here in the United States as well as in their home country. They feel it is their right to practice their religion freely which they feel should include Sharia law and it’s punishments for breaking the law. Some of these punishments, beatings being the least of these include torture and even the stoning to death of a woman for the crime of Adultery. There are numerous transgressions which call for physical violence against family members who simply break moral laws of religion. The death sentence could be given simply from a parent’s belief that their daughter has strayed from the faith or dated someone of a religion outside of their Islamic faith. Incredibly, the liberal groups and politicians of this country have been so cornered by their own demands for the practice of political correctness and sensitivities of minority groups that they have actually found themselves backed into a corner and willing to lend an ear to such barbaric ideas of allowing such practice of Neanderthal religion. This insanity must be driven back to where it belongs. Americans need not even pretend to be inclined to accept such ridiculous foolishness. United States has drifted so far from our own principles by the far left and their radical and untraditional thinking. It is far past time that they here ordinary God fearing Americans that we will not bend in our traditional beliefs in common sense and that we will carry our common sense with us into the voters booth! America
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
I wonder sometimes why I react to things that occur in the way I do. Sometimes I may be slow to anger and at other times have a hair trigger temper that ignites anger from deep within me. In my profession I have been trained extensively to deal with people who would get in my face and call me every name and curse word in the book while being a possible physical threat to myself or others and for the most part I have always dealt with these people and situations quite well under the stress of such altercations. In my personal life I have not been quite as successful. Sometimes I have a very short fuse when dealing with people in my personal life when they do or say things I do not like. I have discovered that it is usually those who are closest to me that will see the side of me that can be very mean and hurtful. I think most of all it is the sense of betrayal that triggers instant rage inside me. I hate rejection and the betrayal of trust most of all. Sometimes to the point where I have cut many friendships and even family relationships off with silence for years if I feel betrayed. I will also act out in retaliation in many different forms for my revenge if I feel deeply wounded by it. In my personal life I sometimes come to expect the worst in everybody and wait for the day that my expectation of them is fulfilled as predicted. I do not trust people and it effects how close I allow people to get to me. I know all this sounds anti-social but those who know me know that I am very outgoing and enjoy people's company. I just draw the line and keep people at bay if they start becoming a close friend. Is it fear of betrayal or just the avoidance of disappointment in the end that causes me to be that way? I feel like I have been building walls around me for years and only allow a very select few enter inside. And those few are the ones who seem to cause me to lash out when I feel rejected or betrayed. Lately I have wondered why I do not allow those few any mercy or forgiveness when they do not live up to my expectations. Do I make it so difficult that I don't allow room for error and mistakes? I often wonder what right I have to feel this way when I myself would want instant forgiveness for my own mistakes and lapses of trust. I need to be slow to anger with those I love the most instead of waiting for disappointment from them.
Monday, August 23, 2010
I go through a lot of hard times. I can say that knowing that I have also been very blessed. I have three beautiful and healthy children and a good wife, a job and a purpose. Sometimes I never seem to be satisfied with what i have. I sometimes feel I have a large hole inside me that needs filling and I search for whatever it is I think may fill that hole. Sometimes this can get me into a ton of trouble and has. Why are we always looking for something else new to replace what we have? I have been doing a bit of research on this subject and have found books that suggest as always that your early childhood development or lack thereof may play a larger role in the needs your personality as an adult desires. Ive even read that this can begin as early as being an infant and not getting the attention an infant requires. I'm not sold out on that idea although it makes some good points. But are not all infants completely base and in need of constant care of their needs? Do infants not scream and cry for every basic need the instant a hunger pang begins or the wetness of a wet diaper causing discomfort? I look back on my own childhood and can only recall fragments of memories of when I was a toddler living in California, but that was when I was older than a baby. I cannot remember if my basic needs were met immediately or not as a baby but I am sure they were. later in my childhood I had events which took place which I am sure impacted and developed me into the person I am now. I remember the fear I felt when my dad was away at war. I remember the hell and agony of my father's death. I remember the stress I felt of not being a good student and the torment and ridicule I received from my mother over it. I know that effected my self esteem to some level both in good ways and in bad. I remember the anger and embarrassment of having to walk everywhere we went because my mother did not drive and therefore did not own a car until I was about 10 or 12. I also remember the unsatisfactory days of high school and the total disregard I had for my own education then. But as bad as I think my childhood was, it wasn't that bad. I still had fun and had my needs met although I know we lived at a much more humble status than maybe my friends or classmates did. But again, this could have and did impact me in both good ways and bad. But what about the empty hole inside? What is it that I look for and try to fill it with? Ive heard the religious people talk about the emptiness of not having Christ in a person's life, but i believe in Christ so I do not accept that as a fact although I know I don't live to the letter of the law along the lines of Christianity. Who does? Maybe it could be that I am simply a selfish person and want things that either I can't or am not allowed to have? Maybe I am just overly ambitious while at the same time overly impatient? Maybe the hole is fear that I will not obtain the desires I have whether they be selfish or appropriate. Maybe the hole or empty feeling is that i am not at the point in life i wished to be by now. Maybe the hole is simply wishful thinking for something I don't need at all and is not a reflection on my early development but simply my very own selfishness.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Life can be good and filled with moments of happiness even when the common denominator seems to be a constant struggle. I learned at a young age to follow the Golden Rule, treating others as you would have them to treat you. I have not always been perfect following this rule. I have let my own selfishness get in the way plenty of times, but over all have tried to exercise this rule with those in my life as well as with total strangers. I would even honestly say that on the balance I have applied it to others far more than I have received the same treatment. I have also learned that you reap what you sow, I have paid the price for the seeds of wrong I have planted in more ways than I can count and fill sure that I have yet paid off the debt. I was also taught to run the good race and not despair. This I think I have had more trouble with than any. I never quite felt the stability of trust. It seems everything is not as it appears. People befriend you only to create chaos in your life and disappear from you when things between you are no longer beneficial. Family will do the same to you but only slightly different. They are the ones who keep the ledger handy to record your every debt to them for every accounting of help they have offered you when you needed it the most or even worse they also measure your worth to them by their perspective of how much you have lived up to their own high standards. The older I get I seem to be able to count true friendships and relationships that were not built upon lies and false fronts for whatever temporary benefit they can receive from you. I am truly amazed how someone can use you up when you have nothing to give yet they stand in line to take their turn with you. How much longer to endure such people in my life? Are they even worth the energy? I also wonder how long I will keep the hope that has kept me drudging along all this time.
Monday, August 09, 2010
I wonder about the past, all the broken roads Ive followed. I know they brought me here where I am. But sometimes I wonder where I would be if I turned the other way. Is our past part of our present or is it the road map guiding us to the future. I think of hard times and broken hearts. Those who helped along the way but silently slipped out as if they were never here. Is life a journey to a destination predetermined or is it only a pass or fail test based on our decisions. Am i a test for another? Is there a reaction to me in others test or simply a stopping point or bump in the road of their journey. Who will be on the road ahead? Will they be the ones I want to see or help me along my travels, or will they be opportunities for failure or advancement? How much longer is this road I travel? Will the ones I love be with me at it's end or will I pass or fail alone?