Thursday, September 29, 2011

Human Services? I question.

You ever want to do something to help someone. However, it seems no one will take you seriously?
I am in a situation like that now. I have the chance to make a safe, reputable home for a couple of kids in foster care. I am retired. Free. Don’t need the money. The responsibility. I am not too old, nor am I senile.
Yet these two deserve a healthy environment. A place to grow up. Have family filled memories. The system is so intense and critical of someone that comes to them ( with no ulterior motives )and says I know of two great kids, that are going to have to move out of their present foster home. They have asked to come to my home. Nevertheless, no one listens to them. They say, “Oh they will just go to the next home in line.” Wow!! Now isn’t that ‘Human’ services! Nothing Humane about that, that I can see. I am eligible, to do this. No records not one ticket in thirty years. No weird fetishes, nothing odd about me (well with the exception that I am White, Born in America, and educated). Nothing to stop them from helping expedite the situation. NO, they say Classes start at the end of the month. No personal touch at all. Our system has become so institutionalized, that it is no wonder that children fall through the cracks. In addition, No one cares what is good, just who has put in the hours. Well for this, I will jump through their hoops. I will take their tests. Take my toe prints while you’re at it. My fingerprints and are a little washed out from doing dishes and scrubbing my home keeping it clean so that my fourteen grandchildren and six great grandchildren could be healthy when they visit. The gall of the job. “Human Services”

Saturday, September 24, 2011

With Fall comes leaves

Well it's fall. Stuff falls from the sky government falls from grace, London Bridges all fall down. Life with Chicken Little. Nursery rhymes are scary. What will this season bring We have Gale warnings here on the coast. Humm. small craft warnings. Chicken little was right... There is debri falling from the sky what next?

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

A simple word change

America Land of the Free- Questionable
Home of the Brave -Undeniable.
Then there is the malevolent and the dishearten.
Down trodden by economics. Ravaged by Mother Natures unending mood swings. And the government. Yes your government, that is so subtly taking our words and changing them into tactical changes. Words Like "Armed Services". Now “ Uniformed services” almost like a Postal Worker, Sanitation Service or government worker.
Our Leaders and I use that term loosely. Are more worried about Lawsuits and their careers. Our Towns and Cities are more worried about their images. “We the People” the beginnings of Gutless Frivolous and careless inhabitants. If you don’t vote, you loose. If you don’t speak up and let others, know your opinions. You loose. If you don’t stand up and use your rights to free speech, as I am doing now, you loose.

Reading this article is depressing, the word change is subtle but the meaning is the same We are being taken over from the inside out. Wake up.





















Sunday, September 11, 2011

How children perceive things

My Beach Today:
A father was at the beach with his children
when his four-year-old daughter ran up to him,
grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore
... where a seagull lay dead in the sand..
'Daddy, what happened to him?' his daughter asked.
'He died and went to Heaven,' the Dad replied.
The little girl thought a moment and then said,
'Did God throw him back down?'