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Summer Hiatus by Samuel E. Warren Jr.

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by Samuel E. Warren Jr.

 

I write.

 

I love to write.

 

I write something almost everyday.

 

What To Write

 

The challenge of being a writer is knowing that people will read what you write.

Even after you “Officially Retire” as a writer, you may still want to write and know that you have readers.

 

A blog is an outlet for a writer. Of course, there are so many blogs in cyberspace that a writer has to try to figure out how to attract and keep readers.

 

I remember a rule from an English Creative Writing Class in Galena High School: “Write About What You Know.”

 

When you are 13 to 16, you really do know more than you think you do. You just have to figure out how to put the words on paper to interest the reader.

 

Naturally, when you are 57, you have a lot more “Life Experiences” to write about than when you were 13. I sit at a keyboard and the words flow. I am blessed because I have never really had a problem with “Writer’s Block.”

 

I have been away from the blog for a few months. The problem was not the writing or the words. The problem was “The Writer.”

 

Readers’ Comments

 

I have never wanted my blog to be a “Dear Diary” that focused on the mundane routine of Life like, “I got out of bed today. Nothing really noteworthy happened.”

 

I have always aspired to try and find issues to write about that challenge my readers. I read the comment forms on my blog. The comment forms seemed more and more to be robotic software trying to carry out it’s own “Sell You Something” agenda. I periodically go through and delete the obvious email spam.

 

I wasn’t getting feedback and comments from readers that often. March 2013 arrived, which meant the “kids” my nieces and nephews would be out of school.

 

School Is Out For The Summer”

 

School Is Out For The Summer” takes on a different meaning in The Republic Of The Philippines than in the United States.

 

The kids were out of school. It seemed a perfect time to “Go On Holiday.”

 

I grew up on a farm in the United States in The Ozarks. The idea of a vacation or a holiday is just not a concept that always translates that well to my mind.

 

Farming is a 24-hour a day job that lasts seven days a week. Forget taking off The Fourth Of July,Halloween,Thanksgiving and Christmas.

 

Livestock does not come with calendars, cattle, horses, hogs, pigs, chickens, dogs and cats all expect to eat. Even the humans, regardless of the holiday or the day of the week, still expect to eat.

 

On a farm, Mother Nature is always The Girl Next Door and she seldom cooperates with your wishes. When you need rain; you will get a drought. When you need a dry spell; you will get a monsoon of rain.

 

The Extremes” Of Farm Life

 

Since the constant fluctuation of temperatures never seem to be enough for Mother Nature you can count on “The Extremes” in the United States. The United States is a “temperate climate”, which means we have four seasons, but temperatures and weather conditions can always be in “The Extremes”, during the season.

 

The four seasons often have The Extremes. If you expect a comfortable summer; summer will go in the record books as “One Of The Hottest Summers On Record. If you expect a mild winter; winter will break all the records and be “One Of The Coldest Winters In History.

 

In Farming, the weather NEVER cooperates. The chores on a farm are not something you can do in a few minutes and get on with your day. Farming is hard work.

 

In Missouri, by the end of the 20th Century, small family farmers had to have “public jobs” just to make “ends meet” and to be able to “earn a living.”

 

On Leave

 

Before I enlisted in the United States Air Force, the recruiter told me about “Leave.” I would get “30 days a year.” The word, “Leave”, meant I would be “On Vacation” for 30 days every year with pay. It sounded like a great deal. It was.

 

However, at the time, there were just a couple of items, the recruiter kind of overlooked explaining in detail. First, it is not an absolute guarantee.

 

If the United States is at War – you might not be going “On Leave”, during that year.

 

Second, you have to request the dates you want. The Needs Of The Mission always come first. If you can get the dates you want, then, you get them. However, you may not always get the dates you want.

 

The military, like the civilian world, realizes everyone “Needs Time Off”, so vacations are scheduled. No one ever explains the procedures to wide-eyed kids ready to enlist.

 

The Needs Of The Mission. . .”

 

Third, “30 Days Paid Vacation Every Year” looks good on paper. Uncle was “True” to his word. I could get my “30 Days.” However, there was no guarantee all those days would be together as in getting “A Month Off From Work.” Sometimes you might get a week here and two weeks there. At the end of the year, you could sit down with your calendar and pencil and Uncle had always kept his word.

 

The Magic Phrase in The United States Armed Forces at the time was : “The Needs Of The Mission Come First.”

 

Since I served in the United States Air Force The Magic Phrase was: “The Needs Of The United States Air Force Comes First.” And, of course, the word, “Needs”, was simply another way of saying, “Mission.” The Mission Of The United States Air Force Comes First.”

 

Regardless, Uncle Sam, also known as, The United States Government did their best to make sure I got my “30 Days Leave” a year; if I wanted it.

 

I came from a family of “Workaholics”, so the concept of, “Vacation” was always more the idea of “A Working Vacation” or “A Vacation On The Road.”

 

As Sam The Senior Citizen Writer, the idea of “A Vacation” is still not something I can relate to or even really appreciate.

 

I used “The Vacation Time” to back away from the keyboard. I did not write articles to publish for my blog.

 

Printer’s Ink

 

However, my calling in life was, “News.” I worked as a reporter and editor for several United States Air Force newspapers. Printer’s ink has always flowed in my blood.

 

On duty, Uncle Sam spent a tremendous effort to teach us the specifics of journalism from punctuation and grammar to the ethics of “Objectiveness.”

 

A Military Reporter like a Civilian Reporter was suppose to be an independent and impartial observer, who collected the facts and wrote a balanced story, which offered both sides of the story to allow the reader to decide.

 

The Editorial Page

 

On duty, we were taught never to “Slant” a story. “Reporters do not have opinions,” would state the numerous editors time and again through the years.

 

Opinions, Comments, Commentary are all saved for The Editorial page. If you have an opinion, a comment, a commentary, a personal view on an issue or situation, then, you write an Editorial for The Editorial Page.

 

In retirement, I am still a newsman, which means I keep up and read the news.

 

However, since I am retired – My Opinions are my own. I often express my opinion in print.

 

The Opinion Man

 

My favorite news source is Yahoo. My Yahoo News Page lists The Top Stories, Yahoo News, ABC News, Associated Press and Reuters. I glance at the headlines and select stories to read.

 

I have always been “A Man With An Opinion.”

 

I read a story and being the emotional person that I have always been – I always have an opinion.

 

I go to the Comments section of Yahoo News and leave my opinion in the form of a Comment. To find my Comments simply look for the names: Sergeant Sam or Samuel Warren in the Comments section.

 

Life has taught me when you Live long enough You will have an opinion on everything.

 

I have Lived past the Half-Century Mark, so I definitely have an opinion on every issue imaginable

 

I choose my words carefully to get my point across. I am not a “Politically Correct Person”. I am well past the silly stage of “Political Correctness” in my Life; so I don’t play the silly word game.

 

I do not pull punches with my comments. I write what I believe. I usually write like I talk.

 

Country Boy Commentary

 

I am a proud country boy. Thus, I tend to use the colorful expressions of The Ozarks often in comments and editorials. The expression, “I told them how the cow ate the cabbage”, means the speaker was angry, mad and upset to the point that he opened his mouth and let the words fly.

 

How the cow ate the cabbage”, is just one example of an Ozarks expressions that has a colorful way of getting to the heart of the matter to express an issue.

 

Politics

I find Politics invigorates. It is a challenge to bring people together on a variety of different social issues. The goal is to get people to reach a working compromise on an issue for a domestic or foreign policy.

 

Still, I have little use for professional politicians. Professional politicians try to wiggle around an issue to arrive at a solution.

 

DEMOCRAT MULE PIN FACE LEFTWhen it comes to American Political Parties – I am a Democrat.

 

I grew up in Stone County, Missouri, in The Ozarks, which is one of The Most Devout And Hardcore Strongholds of Republican Politics in The United States.

 

In my opinion,The Grand Old Party is conservative to the extreme and cements Christianity into the approach to changing social issues. I grew up exposed to that stringent political philosophy in the southwest Missouri Ozarks.

 

Since my twenties I have worked in political campaigns against America’s “Greedy Old Politicians” and their problematic, pilgrim, political party platforms.

 

I have no use for Republicans.  REPUBLICAN ELEPHANT PIN_btn_gop 

 

Religion

 

I have no use for Religion.

 

Religion is the Providence Of Fools – created by Fools and for Fools.

 

Some people have a Fear Of Death, so they seek some belief that when The Day Of Their Death comes – they will not cease to exist.

 

Instead of an intelligent person using their mind to reach a logical, rationale solution, some people do what centuries of people have done before them and turn to the flawed fairy tales of The World’s Old Major Religions.

 

The temptation of the insane and archaic prophecies by old dead foolish storyteller prophets seems to entice many people to believe.

 

Many people never seem to stop and question what it is the prophecy is asking them to believe in.

 

In Catholicism, Christianity and Protestant religions you are expected to believe in a ridiculous old dead Arab hippie criminal who destroyed business property. Jesus Christ The Bum, who trained as a carpenter,never worked a day in his life.

 

In Islam, you are expected to believe in an old dead Arab prophet, who could not use religion to unite The Arab World, so he proclaims on-going Holy Wars to destroy The World for Allah, who created The World.

 

Regardless of which silly faith of The World’s Old Major Religions that you fall victim to – you get to spend an Eternity with a Jealous, Hateful sadistic, psychotic, misogynistic entity, who really enjoys punishing people and destroying them for the fun of it.

 

Who gets to be The Martyr Today ?”

 

Religion is of Fools, by Fools and for the Fools, who are afraid to experience the reality of Life.

 

Thus, most of my Comments will be found in Politics and Religion.

 

For All The World To Read

 

I leave my opinions for all the world to read.

 

When you put your opinion out to the public; you can expect feedback. Not everyone will agree with you. The purpose though of putting out your opinion is to get people to think and express their own opinions.

 

At first leaving comments on Yahoo News was simply “Putting In My Two Cents”, but, now, it is an opportunity to get my ideas out there to The Readers Of The World. It is a daily task I enjoy.

 

Since I love to write, I will continue to write articles for my “Sam I Am Blog” and my “Samuel E. Warren Jr. The Prophet” blog.

 

However, I am not going to be as “deadline driven” as I have been in the past. I want to continue to inspire, motivate and challenge fellow readers on Yahoo News.

Sam

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Here Comes The Genie ! Nikon D 100 Photo by Samuel E. Warren Jr.

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October 31, 2012

 

Happy Halloween !

 

On The Other Side

 

Of The International Date Line

 

and in The United States of America

 

 

Here Comes The Genie !

 

Here Comes The Genie ! is a photo idea that I played with October

31, 2012, in the Philippines. I had some Halloween photo ideas.

  I found the old Aladdin’s lamp incense burner in the packed away

goods shipped from the United States.

 

I positioned it, in front of native Leyte vegetation on the small

bamboo end table. When the Nikon D 100 camera was ready, I

came up with some magick of my own to get the smoke rising out

of the lamp.

 

Then, click. I shot a few photos, until I got the one that says, “Here

Comes The Genie !” Happy Halloween !

Nikon D 100 Photo by Samuel E. Warren Jr.

 

 

 

 

Gaddafi served up as Dinner Dummy Dumplings

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Editorial: Gaddafi served up as “Dinner Dummy Dumplings”

Libyan Citizens:

Celebrate !

Celebrate !

by Samuel E. Warren Jr.

In the 1970s, Americans snickered at Gaddafi. No one took him seriously. He was a windbag egghead wannabee terrorist trying to get his picture in the newspaper or on a magazine.

On the global scene, he was a banty rooster strutting and crowing hoping to grow up to be a recognized and respected Rhode Island Red Rooster of the Middle East.

Alas, his global obituary came down to “Dinner Dummy Dumplings.” He got his neck wrung – big time.

When Libyan citizens finally plucked his feathers, they even temporarily stored his carcass in a freezer. Ah, the irony of the “chicken terrorist” who left the hen house long enough to attempt to flee the freedom fighter foxes on his trail.

I was on active duty in the 1980s when President Reagan exercised “Common Sense” and “Responsibility” and gave the orders for the Gaddafi Surprise. I came into the office in the morning and everyone was talking, and people were looking at the newspapers that the U.S., had hit some targets.

Before the attack, Gaddafi had a major case of Ayatollah Khomeini Diarrhea Of The Mouth and was blaming the United States for all the evils of the world. He parroted the popular phrase of the era about the United States being “The Great Satan.”

To his credit, President Reagan issued the orders and everyone on the globe got to give their ears a rest. As I remember, the attack killed Gaddafi’s wife, a son and left him with some shrapnel in his body. Gaddafi shut his big mouth for a long time.

Thus, when the Libyan people finally executed Gaddafi, I am one of those politically incorrect people, who applauded their actions. Gaddafi was an evil man who got what he deserved – in spades – just like Saddam and Osama bin Laden.

In the Ozarks, only a fool would cry if you kill a poisonous snake. You never just let the poisonous snake slither away because it is a real world threat that can slither back and injure livestock or kill pets or family members with it’s venom. You take a chopping ax to the snake, blow off the snake’s head with a double barrel shotgun, run over it in a hay baler, or run over the snake with a farm pickup and no one calls the Stone County Coroner to determine the snake’s cause of death. Thus, when you see a news story a few days later that officials are looking to prosecute Gaddafi’s assassins – I wonder why ?

Give Gaddafi’s assassin or assassins a medal, shake their hands, pat them on the back and thank them for having the guts to do what many people in the world wish they could do for years. In Gaddafi’s case, the suspected assassin or assassins were doing necessary house cleaning – they simply took out the trash.

Naturally, you want to give the assassin or assassins a courteous reminder that under normal circumstances in the civilized world you can’t go around killing your average scumbag.

Gaddafi was a human. He was also a rabid dog that didn’t get put down by shrapnel in the 1980s when he was trying to make a name for himself as the Global Bad Guy. In theory, The Rule Of Law applies to everyone. In reality, some sickos may look human, but their actions make them anything but human.

Terrorists, young or old, in my opinion, are the exception to The Rule Of Law because they are the poisonous snakes that spread their fatal venom around the globe; so allow the world to look away long enough – for someone to wield the ax, squeeze the shotgun trigger or slam the pickup accelerator to the floorboard and squash a terrorist snake once and for all.

Creatures like Gaddafi should have their official death certificates contain a statement like: “He stayed too long at the party and was in the wrong place at the wrong time.” And list the Official Cause Of Death: “He upset too many people for too long. End of Story.”

My personal idea of a state funeral for Gaddafi: Place his remains in the nearest dumpster and drop the dumpster in the local sewer recycling plant. At least, all the manure finally gets processed together.

The kind of hatred that Gaddafi spread in the 1970s up until his death makes me wonder why anyone would care who killed him or how he died ? The idea that people intend to waste money and time to initiate an investigation into the Death of Gaddafi is ludicrous.

At the end of World War II, Italian citizens rose up against Benito Mussolini and he ended up on a meat hook in a public square for all the world to see. People saw that he was dead with their own eyes and for a time the buzzards got to feast on his flesh. He too was considered an evil man. I don’t recall the Italian Government initiating an investigation into The Death Of Mussolini. Perhaps, they decided to waste their time and money to rebuild their nation.

Gaddafi’s Death means an old terrorist snake is dead. An old dead copperhead in the field means it will no longer breed or spread it’s poisonous venom. In the Ozarks, when we kill an old copperhead, we smile and Thank God that’s one less old snake to worry about, even if we don’t dance in the streets.

Of course, in the Ozarks, Old Timers would usually burn the snake where it was killed to keep other snakes away. It may be an old wives’ tale, but it seemed to work because it would seem like years before you would ever see another snake near the spot where you killed the old copperhead.

In Libya, I would hope that the citizens took the time to celebrate and dance in the streets to remind other global war criminals, terrorists, and dictators that eventually citizens of any nation can rise up against any old poisonous terrorists snakes.

Sam

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