I want to thank everyone involved for helping me reach my goal. The ranch is paid up to date now, and the critters and I are out of the woods. We wouldn’t be where we are without your help and support. May the Good Lord bless and keep each and every one of you! Barb
Letter from Ammon Bundy from behind bars, sent to Carol Bundy. Please listen as this is the reason the “virus,” which is the spreading of education about the Constitution, had to be stopped at all costs by “authorities.”
Barbara H. Peterson
This is a tale of two hustlers, out to make a buck as best they can. The names have been changed to protect the not so innocent.
I meandered out to the barn the other morning to take a long-needed trip to town for supplies, when I discovered that my truck would not start. I tried everything, including jumping up and down and demanding, in a not so subtle voice, start beast!!! Nothing seemed to work. So, as a last resort, I called the local yokels to come take a look. And look they did.
Jack took a long look then called his buddy Meoff. They circled the truck, hemmed and hawed, then hemmed again, and stated quite confidently, we can fix this! I was overjoyed. My truck will live!
So Jack told Meoff to fiddle with this and fiddle with that, spray this and spray that, throw this away and stick that on, and lo and behold, the truck started up. The two heroes for a day exclaimed in unison, “Praise God!,”collected the money and drove off down the driveway.
The next morning I went out to start the truck and take my trip to town, knowing that I would be successful. I jumped in, turned the key, and the beast refused to turn over. I shed a tear and went in the house to call the two local yokels again.
They rushed on over and circled the truck again. After another long round of hemming and hawing and hemming again, they declared that this needed a bit more thought, but they could fix it in a jiffy. So Jack ordered Meoff to jump on in the engine compartment and turn this and twist that, then to hop on out and crawl under the beast at which point I heard some loud banging noises and a few grunts and groans. Then Meoff emerged victoriously shouting “It’s done! Start the beast!” And it started. Again, the two heroes for the day exclaimed in unison, “Praise God!,” collected the money and drove off down the driveway.
The next morning I was certain the truck would start, so I confidently hopped in, turned the key, and nothing. Not even a whimper. And then it hit me. I just didn’t understand the language. Evidently “We can fix this!” means “We want you to believe we can fix this so that we can collect the money and go grab a beer at the local pub.” And “Praise God” means “Thank God we found another patsy who actually believes that we know what we are doing so that we can collect the money and go grab a beer at the local pub.”
So, after all of this, just what have I learned? That it’s important to understand the language spoken by the natives of the area in which you live, or you just might get a taste of what it feels like to be serviced by Jack ‘n Meoff.
©2016 Barbara H. Peterson
Barbara H. Peterson
What if I told you that what Monsanto is selling is not what regulators approved as safe?
Research Scientist Anthony Samsel has discovered that the chronic long-term safety studies on Glyphosate that Monsanto submitted to regulators across the globe to show that the product is safe are for a different form of Glyphosate than is used in the products that the company sells.
A classic case of bait and switch.
In other words, the poison that you are spraying on your weeds and that is being dumped on the crops that are used to make the food we eat and that is being poured into the water that we drink is not the same product that the EPA gave its seal of approval to. There have been no chronic long-term safety studies on those containers full of Roundup being sold all across the world to an unsuspecting public who has been fed a lie instigated by Monsanto and propagated by our very own EPA. The studies used for EPA approval declaring that Roundup Glyphosate-based herbicides are safe are bogus. Read the rest of this entry »