Why every women should know where her marriage certificate is at all times.

I have hear a number of married women complain that their driver's license and birth certificate don't match so they can't register to vote.

That's what a marriage certificate is for. It provides the necessary link to prove citizenship.

Your birth certificate says Kathy Jones. Your marriage certificate says Kathy Jones married John Smith and you changed your driver's license and Social Security to Kathy Smith. 

Now your birth certificate says Kathy Jones and your IDs all read Kathy Smith. To prove citizenship the marriage certificate provides the link.

Here's one scenario as to why you should have your marriage certificate readily available.

You've been married 25 years, the youngest just turned 18 and then out of nowhere your husband buys a lottery ticket for the hell of is and BAM! It hits and he is now the proud owner of ten million bucks!

He promptly runs off with a 24 year old bra buster stripper named Bubbles. Off to divorce court. You figure you should wind up with at least half of the ten million after the shock passes. 

Five million bucks means a pretty good life from now on. You can now afford a nice winter home to skip off to and avoid the cold northern winters. It could even have a nice pool to while away the sunny afternoons. No more boxed wine and a handsome pool boy to run errands and take care of various things.

Five million bucks and you'll manage.

So in court you and your attorney plead your case and the judge listens sympathetically. You attorney give you the confident look that says you're going to be rather rich soon. 

His attorney speaks. He says, "Your honor, the first thing I would like to ask is if this woman is even married to my client. This sounds like a scam to me."

The judge turns to you. "Do you have any documentation to prove you are lawfully married to this man? A marriage certificate or something?"

Now you're screwed. The last time you've seen your marriage certificate was right after you were married. You used it to change your driver's license and social security account. You haven't seen it since and have forgotten about it entirely.

Now you can't even prove you're married to the bum. You're screwed. Of course this can be fixed in another trial but for now you're out of luck.

Meanwhile the bum and his new girlfriend have skipped out to Rio de Janeiro and as such can't be touched. The courts have no jurisdiction outside of the country. 

However the kids have pleaded with him to at least have the decency to leave a roof over your head and he signs the house over to you. The joint checking account has some money in it but not a whole lot. It's off to the job market with a 30 year old degree in Fine Arts which you quickly find out is worthless because the market is glutted with Fine Arts majors.

Off to Walmart and it looks like you are going to spend the next twenty-five years standing there ringing a register until you are about 75 and are too old to anymore.

Several months later you get a large envelope in the mail with a Brazilian postage stamp on it with a few documents written in Portuguese. It takes a couple weeks for you to find a translator and you find out that he has divorced you in absentia from Brazil. 

It's completely over and you trudge off to another mindless day ringing the third register at Walmart.

In the meantime the bum is dilly-dallying around in another country where he can't be touched whiling away the days and nights with his girlfriend who he keeps dressed in the latest finery while you shop at Goodwill. 

Eventually when one of the kids drop by for their weekly welfare check they find you on the living room floor where you have been dead for the last five days and bury you closed casket because your face has been eaten away by the cat.

And all this because you couldn't locate your marriage certificate when you needed it.

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I have been watching the Buddhist monks walk for peace

and I respect it. We could use a nice, nasty outbreak of peace for a while but I think that it isn't in the cards the way things are going.

I snooped into Buddhism many years ago and found it to be compatible with Christianity. One can be both.

The late Tina Turner stated she was a mixture of Baptist and Buddhist and I understand that.

The monks started off in Texas and will arrive in Washington DC today (Z date). They have various things to do in DC and in a day or so will return to Texas. 

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I watched the TPUSA halftime show which was OK. 

I don't watch professional sports but used to watch the Superbowl halftime show but didn't last year. I watched the official one afterwards, or at least a pretty good part of it and wasn't very impressed. I think that the NFL show should be 100% American because American football is an American thing.

I know the NFL is trying to create an audience abroad but think it should stick to its roots.

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I am in for a day of sweating bullets as the temperature has started to climb and I have huge ice dams on the front of the house to deal with. 

Ice dams can force melting snow (water) in through the eaves and down into the inside of the walls. It's going to be hourly checks and I guess I'll just have to sleep in one hour snatches for the next day or so which sucks to the big time.

We shall see what we shall see.

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I can't think of very Donald Trump has done that other presidents haven't.

Trump's deporting people.

Obama was the Deporter-in-Chief and deported 3.1 million people. He simply threw them out with no formalities. Adios. Gone. Thanks to activist federal judges Trump has to give every single one a hearing. As of now the number of people that have been deported are rookie numbers compared to Obama's record.

Trump's trying to buy Greenland.

About 5 previous presidents have tried to buy Greenland for strategic military purposes. It can control the entire North Atlantic and eventually China or Russia will probably take it by force of arms. Better we get it than them.

We've purchased land from Denmark before. In 1917 we bought the Danish west Indies that is now the US Virgin Islands.

Trumps using the National guard in our cities.

So did JFK, LBJ, Bush and Ike among others. Ike even beefed up the Guard with paratroopers from the active duty 101st Airborne Division at Little Rock. George Washington personally led troops to put down the whiskey Rebellion in Pennsylvania. (He is the only sitting president to personally lead troops in the field)

Trump has taken military action without notifying congress.

So has virtually every other president. 

Obama dropped 26171 bombs against ISIS in 2016 alone without approval by Congress. JFK authorized sending 400 Green Berets into Vietnam in May of 1961, in effect creating the beginnings of the Vietnam war. 

While we're at it, notifying Congress is the last thing a president should do before a surprise military action. Congress consists of 535 members all of who have political aspirations and an agenda. They are leakier than a sieve and historically cost the lives of many of our troops. Notably Andrew J. May that blabbed the Japanese were not setting their depth charges deep enough. There have been others including then VP Joe Biden who let the cat out of the bag on the Bin Laden raid that later cost us a bunch of our guys.

There is also an unsubstantiated rumor going around that Hakeem Jeffries got wind of the Venezuelan raid and tried to tip off Maduro. If there is a kernel of truth to this Jeffries should be tried and executed for outright treason.

While he can only keep troops engaged for 60 days without Congressional approval. There's a damned good reason POTUS doesn't keep Congress in the loop prior to bona fide lawful military actions. 

Trump doesn't appear to have done anything that previous presidents have. He's not really too original. He's just had to deal with obstructionists.

Of course I'm sure someone will come along with something...

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Here's an interesting read. 

https://tomklingenstein.com/the-issue-that-breaks-the-blue-narrative/?utm_medium=paid&utm_source=fb&utm_id=6935203050668&utm_content=6935203053268&utm_term=6935203050868&utm_campaign=6935203050668&fbclid=IwY2xjawPx2IxleHRuA2FlbQEwAGFkaWQAAAZOunegzGJyaWQRMXBSNHMxcDhBYkpnRnk1c3hzcnRjBmFwcF9pZBAyMjIwMzkxNzg4MjAwODkyAAEeZvGHqcbGFj2PTgvdyVl0KeJ3CWqciJcsjewIbwcMLg4cWbaDNMbhu8YziEI_aem_cuIIsf7WITLUmHBAvHyOnQ

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I met a black guy that got a driver's license all by himelf.

Yup a black guy got a driver's license all by himself.

He got his birth certificate and Social Security card and $35.50 and went to the DMV. He actually filled out his own forms without any help.

Then he took three tests and passed all three. One was a written test about the rules of operating a car and the rules of the road. After that he took an eye test and passed that. Then he got into an actual automobile with a DMV tester and show the tester he could drive a car safely. After he passed everything he was given a photo card and had his picture taken and was handed a real driver's license that he had gotten all by himself and with nobody helping him out. How surprising!

Great day in the morning! Imagine that! Whoda ever though such a thing could be done by a black guy!

Maybe he will be able to get a voter ID all by himself!

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One of the things that drives me to drink

are those people that miss the whole point of something when they get hung up on a picky detail. Grammar Nazis are a part of this group. There are a lot of others that miss the boat when an Idea is brought up.

I was going to write a piece about it but then remembered this sign that says things better than I would have. 

Sometimes a picture IS worth a thousand words.

This applies to a more than a few people I have to deal with over the years. 

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I am listening to lame excuses to block voter ID laws.

In order to vote the following should be met.

1.You have to be alive.

2. You have to be a citizen.

3. You have to be registered.

4.You must show a voter ID. 

5. You may only vote once.

6. Paper ballots.

7 Same day results.

That's not too much to ask for to keep things reasonably honest. 

Now let's take a look at some of the lame excuses I've heard.

"It's Jim crow 2.0! It's unfair to minorities."

Why? Is there some reason they can't fill out a form, show ID and have their picture taken? They do it for driver's licenses, government programs like social security, professional licenses and a host of other things. what's the big deal?

"How about married women? They have to explain their name change!"

They have done if for driver's licenses and Social Security to name a few. What's the problem with a name change on a voter registry? Just bring your birth certificate and marriage certificate and it's a done deal. 

Lame. 

You say Donald Trump cheated on the last election.

If so, you ought to get behind it so J D Vance can't cheat in 2028. 

There is simply no excuse whatsoever to not have voter ID unless you want to cheat in future elections. None whatsoever.

Lame, lame, lame.

I'd at least respect it if they were honest and said, "Then we can't cheat anymore."

 

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Since I got out of the army I've almost always owned my own home.

One way or the other. 

When I got out of the army I moved into a tipi for about 14 months (Less a couple months when I was a cowboy) 

Then I spent a couple months paying rent in a shared apartment and then took off for Kodiak, Alaska. Upon arrival I was homeless for a couple of months and then took a camp job and let the paychecks roll in and lived in camp for most of the spring and summer making money.

In the fall I went to Washington and moved in with a woman until about February. There I bought a pickup and a $25 camper and that was home for a while. I returned to Kodiak in the spring and promptly scored an out of town camp job out of town and made a pretty good bundle. when that gig ended I returned to Kodiak and bought a small camper-trailer and that was home for a few years until I upgraded to a bigger unit.

After that I bought a sailboat and that worked for me until I met my wife. we apartment dwelled for a while and when we moved to Pittsburgh we rented until we found a decent house.

Rent was to be avoided wherever  possible.  

I used to compare rent to cocaine. All you get once it's over is a slip of paper.

 

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Nobody said a word about my pants being on backwards

A shipmate and I were sleeping when someone opened the door and said loudly, "We're almost on the gear!" This meant time to go to work.

I was on the top bunk and slipped and landed on top of my shipmate and we became a mass ot tangled up humanity on the deck.

We were both kind of punchy and panicky and started to both put on the same pair of pants ala Laurel and Hardy. When it was discovered they were my pants he pulled his leg out and I turned them and put my other leg in the other pantleg and pulled them up. It was then I realized they were on backwards.

I simply reached around and buttoned the top button, called it good and raced for the galley where breakfast was already on the table. I chowed down and spent the rest of the workday with my pants n backwards.

Nobody said a word about it.

All I can say about the incident is that there's a lot to be said about a job where nobody looks twice at a coworker that shows up for work with his pants on backwards.

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Don Lemon can't hide behind the First Amendment.

He's not being charged with for covering the news. He's being charged with his conduct while covering the news. 

There's a saying. Journalists report the news. If they make the news they haven't done their jobs.

Lemon was not being arrested for reporting the news at all. This is just a bullshit smokescreen. His conduct before and in the church made him one of the participants (and possibly one of the ringleaders) of the unlawful invasion of the church.

The analogy someone made was two guys get pulled over for drag racing. One of them whips out a camera and a notebook and tells the cop "I'm just a journalist doing a piece on the dangers of speeding"

Surprise! He's getting a ticket just like the other guy and he deserves one.

The First Amendment doesn't apply here and the beauty of it is that Lemon has provided his own case against himself by having the whole thing on film. 

About 50 years ago I took a couple journalism courses and that was pointed out to me during a class on journalistic law. You're only there to report the news.

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