The Way It Should Be

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After a sergeant in the Marine Corps reached mandatory age and got mustered out, he entered civilian life and became a high school teacher.   Just before the school year started, the former enlisted Marine injured his back.   He was required to wear a plaster cast around the upper part of his body.  Fortunately, the cast fit under his shirt and wasn’t noticeable.

On the first day of class, he found himself assigned to the toughest students in the school.  The smart-aleck punks, having already heard the new teacher was a Marine, were leery of him and he knew they would be testing his discipline in the classroom.

Walking confidently into the rowdy classroom, the new teacher opened the window wide and sat down at his desk. When a strong breeze made his tie flap, he picked up a stapler and stapled the tie to his chest.

Dead silence…

The rest of the year went very smoothly.


…and that’s the way it should be.

For A Brother’s Sake

A moving and well written tribute to hope and positives.

The Chatter Blog

On the other side of the computer from you, I sit.

And I choose what to write about and send out in to this unending sphere of words.  I prefer to write about every day events.  The little things I want to focus on.  The little things I don’t want to let escape.  The positive things I want to recycle.  And some things that are bigger than others.

I’m very aware that life is full of variables.  Not everything feels good.

Not everything is positive.

But everything is something I want to learn from.  And experience – fully.

It’s been difficult to focus on words recently.  Because here, on this side of the computer, I am exhausted.

Life does that sometimes.  It takes every thing you have and demands even more from you.

On this side of the computer life is emotional.   I have spent over two weeks watching…

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside


Inside my heart is sadness… But that sadness is happily interrupted by great respect and smiles of good times gone by…

S. O. P. – Not ! ! !

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Political cartoon by Bob Gorrell /

This political cartoon caught my eye(s).

Pretty much says it all.


S = Syria

O = Obama

P = Putin

The acronym “SOP” in business circles stands for “Standard Operating Procedures”

Here, I feel it stands for something different…  Way different.

It is more synonymous with “SNAFU” – “Situation Normal – All #ucked Up”.


Think about it.

Obama made a grave error.  He drew a line in the sand.

Then when Syrian forces first crossed it, he hemmed and hawed…  Said he needed definitive proof.  (Apparently, many dead animals were insufficient, at least visually.)  He erased that line in the sand.

animalsThen Syrian forces struck again.

He made another grave error in this fiasco.  He, as Commander in Chief, could have just ordered the raid…  Like Ronnie did against Libya and Qaddafi.  (I loved it when Ronnie called Qaddafi a “flake”.)

But no…  He stepped up to the microphone at the Presidential podium again and now wanted “conclusive proof” (not that pictures of more dead animals in addition to the bodies were sufficient) BEFORE ordering a strike.  PLUS Congressional approval.

What was he thinking?  It was like a quarterback shouting audibles in plain English.

But somebody saved his azz.


Yes, there were several more missteps by Obama…

But the worst one?  It was bad enough Obama was making foreign policy decisions.

Now, Obama handed our country’s foreign policy-making powers to Vladimir Putin.

Yes, he did.

Think about it.