Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
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Tuesday, Oct. 12, 2004 - 12:10 a.m.
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A Day in the Life of Joe Republican
Second entry tonight: First one here.
This is something I got in my inbox... no idea who the author is or where it is from except that it is making the rounds of the internet and I love it. Enjoy.
A Day In The Life Of Joe Republican
Joe gets up at 6 a.m. and fills his coffeepot with water to prepare his morning coffee. The water is clean and good because some tree-hugging liberal fought for minimum water-quality standards.
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With his first swallow of coffee, he takes his daily medication. His medications are safe to take because some stupid big government liberal fought to insure their safety and that they work as advertised.
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All but $10 of his medications are paid for by his employer's medical plan because some liberal union workers fought their employers for paid medical insurance - now Joe gets it too.
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He prepares his morning breakfast, bacon and eggs. Joe's bacon is safe to eat because some anti-business liberal fought for laws to regulate the meat packing industry.
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In the morning shower, Joe reaches for his shampoo. His bottle is properly labeled with each ingredient and its amount in the total contents because some crybaby liberal fought for his right to know what he was putting on his body and how much it contained.
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Joe dresses, walks outside and takes a deep breath. The air he breathes is clean because some environmentalist wacko liberal fought for laws to stop industries from polluting our air.
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He walks to the subway station for his government-subsidized ride to work. It saves him considerable money in parking and transportation fees because some socialist liberal fought for affordable public transportation, which gives everyone the opportunity to be a contributor.
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Joe begins his work day. He has a good job with excellent pay, medical benefits, retirement, paid holidays and vacation because some lazy liberal union members fought and died for these working standards. Joe's employer pays these standards because Joe's employer doesn't want his employees to call the union. If Joe is hurt on the job or becomes
unemployed, he'll get a worker compensation or unemployment checks because some stupid liberal didn't think he should lose his home because of his temporary misfortune.
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Its noontime and Joe needs to make a bank deposit so he can pay some bills. Joe's deposit is federally insured by the FDIC because some godless liberal wanted to protect Joe's money from unscrupulous bankers who ruined the banking system before the Great Depression.
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Joe has to pay his Fannie Mae-underwritten mortgage and his below-market federal student loan because some elitist liberal decided that Joe and the government would be better off if he was educated and earned more money over his lifetime.
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Joe is home from work. He plans to visit his father this evening at his farm home in the country. He gets in his car for the drive. His car is among the safest in the world because some America-hating liberal and their sue happy lawyers fought for car safety standards. He arrives at his boyhood home. His was the third generation to live in the house
financed by Farmers' Home Administration because bankers didn't want to make rural loans. The house didn't have electricity until some big-government liberal stuck his nose where it didn't belong and demanded rural electrification.
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He is happy to see his father, who is now retired. �His father lives on Social Security and a union pension because some commie socialist liberal made sure he could take care of himself so Joe wouldn't have to.
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Joe gets back in his car for the ride home, and turns on a radio talk show. The radio host keeps saying that liberals are bad and conservatives are good. He doesn't mention that the beloved Republicans have fought against every protection and benefit Joe enjoys throughout his day.
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Joe agrees: "We don't need those big-government liberals ruining our lives! �After all, I'm a self-made man who believes everyone should take care of themselves, just like I have."
Cheers,
lazy pinko commie socialist liberal Wenchie
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
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