Where is my golden parachute when I need it?
By Arlene Peck
It’s been several months since I stopped writing. I tried to tell myself it was because of several health issues that I had going on .., not the least was, is? A brain tumor that I’ve decided I’m going to have to co-exist and hope for the best. There is no plan “B” So, like the Israelis and Arabs living in a very small area called Israel are going to have to get along, “She” (my tumor) and I are going to have to share a space in peace in harmony.
Actually, now that I think about it the State of Israel has less of a chance on getting through the future. It’s not going to happen. The peace and harmony part that is. Of course, the feeling of futility is doubled when I look at the situation of the Israelis and the total lack of leadership that is now making the decisions in that country.
I tried to tell myself that I had to learn to live clueless like most of the others living in the land of La La Land and save myself the stress. But, it’s not working. We, are living in a rudderless ship and I realize that not only is there no captain but, the crew are pirates. We’re in the middle of “The Perfect Storm” and told by idiots to “Stay the course”
What course? I don’t think I’ve ever been more alarmed or concerned about what is happening in my country or Israel. What happened to the leadership? Going further, what happened to the press? Truly, there was a time when I was proud to tell people that I was a Columnist. And, as far as my nationally, I now tell people I’m a Canadian. Especially waiters so they won’t spit in my food.
No wonder I don’t want to write. Hell, I don’t even want to read the newspaper. Actually, I wish that I were back in the days of Lindsey and her latest rehab trip or Paris and her booking into Jail or sex tape. Or, maybe I could complain about the lack of morality with Britney and her underwear or lack thereof. Instead, I find myself refinancing my property to pay for the raise in taxes they’ve hit me with.
What really amazes me is how the groups of corrupt and inept politicians and bankers who got us in this mess in the first place are now touting what should be done.. Immediately! We have presidential nominees who don’t know diddly-squat about finance telling us along with Congressmen and Senators how to run the Treasury Dept. Worse, President George W. who probably has a popularity rating of about 10% saying how he is for the ‘plan’ ( whichever the one of the moment is) And, with his past track record, if he’s for anything, how good could it be? If I were going to trust anyone with making the decisions we folks on “Main Street” then were is Bill Gates or Mr. Walton from Wal-Mart? It just seems to me that the sitting around the kitchen table discussions should be with those with some sort of track record…Gov. Bloomberg, are you working on it?
There was a time when I actually felt proud telling people that I was a columnist/journalist. I thought it a field that people might even look up to. Ah, that was before in the days of Edward R. Murrow, Huntly/Brinkly and Walter Cronkite. These were smart people and they actually did a little investigative reporting. Today? What do we have? A battalion of Barbie Dolls who, all look gorgeous and, even know how to read from a teleprompter. .. Providing of course that the words they repeat aren’t longer than two or three syllables. We have so ‘dumbed down’ that those who are supposed to report to us haven’t a clue as to how. Or, what we, the public have as our ‘special needs’. And it’s not to another road to nowhere or pork barrel sugar coating to allow ‘the government’ to turn us from democracy to communism. Which folks it what where rapidly heading into today. Wasn’t that what we learned in the Karl Marx manual, let the ‘government’ take over our banks, lending institutions and give them unfettered control?
I will have to admit however, that I saw a recent special about the Friends Of Barak Hussian Obama on FOX by Sean Hannity which blew me away. It was one of the few investigative stories that I’ve seen which went into detail the corrupt and dangerous background of the Manchurian Candidate or, the man who would be President. It doesn’t matter though. At least in La La land. Everyone around me are walking around as though hypnotized by the Obama aura. Did Hitler get his start like that? He could speak to large crowds as one of the people who would bring “change” G-d forbid if I even suggest that the election of this man scares the living beegees out of me. Immediately, I’m accused of being prejudiced. If I say, “It’s not about race.. I just don’t want a Muslim as my President” either the people give me a glazed look or put their fingers in their ears and say, “La La La.. I’m not listening.” My mother, Queen Mollie was quick to point out “Where’s there’s smoke, they’re usually fire.” Out here, in Los Angeles, the mass hysteria is so bad that you could show them a picture of Obama hugging Osama and they’ll find an excuse for it.
In the midst of all the destruction of how the political scene has let up down, deep down was the information that the corruption at Fannie and Freddie was widespread and commonly known as far back as 1999. Yet, where was the Senate or House or even press outrage then?
Why would they? That might of upset the free ride that the CEO’s and corrupt government leaders were getting during the never ending days of golden parachutes and ‘earmarks’ for their ‘special needs’.
As a single woman, I remember the hours spent with other women talking about how they’ve been mistreated by some man. They’d lament, “He made me lose my trust!!” We didn’t know how lucky we were. Now, I walk around muttering.. I had trust in my government.. Country.. BOTH of them. What happened?” When did we outsource our future to third world countries? I remember, I laughed when I found out the phones of both the White House and IRS were being answered by residents of India or the Philippines. Well folks, I’m not laughing now.
By Arlene Peck
It’s been several months since I stopped writing. I tried to tell myself it was because of several health issues that I had going on .., not the least was, is? A brain tumor that I’ve decided I’m going to have to co-exist and hope for the best. There is no plan “B” So, like the Israelis and Arabs living in a very small area called Israel are going to have to get along, “She” (my tumor) and I are going to have to share a space in peace in harmony.
Actually, now that I think about it the State of Israel has less of a chance on getting through the future. It’s not going to happen. The peace and harmony part that is. Of course, the feeling of futility is doubled when I look at the situation of the Israelis and the total lack of leadership that is now making the decisions in that country.
I tried to tell myself that I had to learn to live clueless like most of the others living in the land of La La Land and save myself the stress. But, it’s not working. We, are living in a rudderless ship and I realize that not only is there no captain but, the crew are pirates. We’re in the middle of “The Perfect Storm” and told by idiots to “Stay the course”
What course? I don’t think I’ve ever been more alarmed or concerned about what is happening in my country or Israel. What happened to the leadership? Going further, what happened to the press? Truly, there was a time when I was proud to tell people that I was a Columnist. And, as far as my nationally, I now tell people I’m a Canadian. Especially waiters so they won’t spit in my food.
No wonder I don’t want to write. Hell, I don’t even want to read the newspaper. Actually, I wish that I were back in the days of Lindsey and her latest rehab trip or Paris and her booking into Jail or sex tape. Or, maybe I could complain about the lack of morality with Britney and her underwear or lack thereof. Instead, I find myself refinancing my property to pay for the raise in taxes they’ve hit me with.
What really amazes me is how the groups of corrupt and inept politicians and bankers who got us in this mess in the first place are now touting what should be done.. Immediately! We have presidential nominees who don’t know diddly-squat about finance telling us along with Congressmen and Senators how to run the Treasury Dept. Worse, President George W. who probably has a popularity rating of about 10% saying how he is for the ‘plan’ ( whichever the one of the moment is) And, with his past track record, if he’s for anything, how good could it be? If I were going to trust anyone with making the decisions we folks on “Main Street” then were is Bill Gates or Mr. Walton from Wal-Mart? It just seems to me that the sitting around the kitchen table discussions should be with those with some sort of track record…Gov. Bloomberg, are you working on it?
There was a time when I actually felt proud telling people that I was a columnist/journalist. I thought it a field that people might even look up to. Ah, that was before in the days of Edward R. Murrow, Huntly/Brinkly and Walter Cronkite. These were smart people and they actually did a little investigative reporting. Today? What do we have? A battalion of Barbie Dolls who, all look gorgeous and, even know how to read from a teleprompter. .. Providing of course that the words they repeat aren’t longer than two or three syllables. We have so ‘dumbed down’ that those who are supposed to report to us haven’t a clue as to how. Or, what we, the public have as our ‘special needs’. And it’s not to another road to nowhere or pork barrel sugar coating to allow ‘the government’ to turn us from democracy to communism. Which folks it what where rapidly heading into today. Wasn’t that what we learned in the Karl Marx manual, let the ‘government’ take over our banks, lending institutions and give them unfettered control?
I will have to admit however, that I saw a recent special about the Friends Of Barak Hussian Obama on FOX by Sean Hannity which blew me away. It was one of the few investigative stories that I’ve seen which went into detail the corrupt and dangerous background of the Manchurian Candidate or, the man who would be President. It doesn’t matter though. At least in La La land. Everyone around me are walking around as though hypnotized by the Obama aura. Did Hitler get his start like that? He could speak to large crowds as one of the people who would bring “change” G-d forbid if I even suggest that the election of this man scares the living beegees out of me. Immediately, I’m accused of being prejudiced. If I say, “It’s not about race.. I just don’t want a Muslim as my President” either the people give me a glazed look or put their fingers in their ears and say, “La La La.. I’m not listening.” My mother, Queen Mollie was quick to point out “Where’s there’s smoke, they’re usually fire.” Out here, in Los Angeles, the mass hysteria is so bad that you could show them a picture of Obama hugging Osama and they’ll find an excuse for it.
In the midst of all the destruction of how the political scene has let up down, deep down was the information that the corruption at Fannie and Freddie was widespread and commonly known as far back as 1999. Yet, where was the Senate or House or even press outrage then?
Why would they? That might of upset the free ride that the CEO’s and corrupt government leaders were getting during the never ending days of golden parachutes and ‘earmarks’ for their ‘special needs’.
As a single woman, I remember the hours spent with other women talking about how they’ve been mistreated by some man. They’d lament, “He made me lose my trust!!” We didn’t know how lucky we were. Now, I walk around muttering.. I had trust in my government.. Country.. BOTH of them. What happened?” When did we outsource our future to third world countries? I remember, I laughed when I found out the phones of both the White House and IRS were being answered by residents of India or the Philippines. Well folks, I’m not laughing now.
While doing IDF (Israel Defence Forces) reserve duty on a mountain overlooking the 
Having read your post, I can completely understand your points, at least the valid ones. The dumbing down of the news for example – I completely agree. After all, you ARE a journalist (no, seriously, are you?), and if this is how a journalist writes, than the rest of us should probably stick to grunting and gesticulating. And being ashamed of your profession, too – agree, you should be. Sean Hannity is THE one reporter (?!) you can point to for reporting something of substance?!! You really should consider taking your views to their logical conclusion, and give up writing. It would be for the best for both of us: you as a reporter (a-ha-ha-ha-ha!..), and us the audience.
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