" Who is Oscar "

I don’t know anyone named Oscar, Do you know Oscar? Who the hell is Oscar!

Was he one of them people that is found drinking beer all day long, in one of them joints just outside of town? How can he do that, he has no job and no home that is known.

 

No one knows much about him, was he married, was he in the army or what? Was he wounded and unable to work! If so, which branch of the service was he in and where did he serve?

 

This group of citizens (A ladies club and town gossips) had missed this guy some- how and he slipped right through their fingers. They must have been really busy with gossiping about someone else. 

 

Oscar wasn’t anyone special. He just didn’t take to doing hard labor or punching in on a time clock from nine to five. He wasn’t interested in the regular entertainment, like movies, parties or sports. He preferred to set alone on a bar stool sipping cold beer. But this wasn’t something that he did on a regular basis.

 

He had a good education and came from a good family, He was too young to serve in any war and smart enough not to enlist. What money he earned, came from investments, which he was good at.  He treated women like slaves. He only socialized with one other person. He was always home and in bed at an early hour. He never attended church and wasn’t interested in being a member of any club.

 

He advised one friend, to invest in a certain stock, and that person went on to become a multi- millionaire. And this person was a lot like Oscar.  They both sent large amounts of money to an Eastern country.

 

This group of ladies were digging fast and furiously, to learn whatever they could, about Oscar, but if anyone knew anything about him, they weren’t talking, the lack of information was terribly distressing for the group.  Now, since his name was being bounced around, people were hearing his name for the first time and that did cause some curiosity, but this was soon forgotten.  

 

There was something about Oscar that no one could put a finger on. He was Un-like most men, he appeared to be a loner and his manner left nothing to be desired. Yet his actions were that of a hostile maladjusted person. Maybe that made him appear kind of mysterious to some, yet his actions and movements set him apart from most men. One didn’t feel comfortable or safe being around him.  He really didn’t stand out among others, yet one could pick him out in a crowd.  

 

His parents and siblings were common ever day average people with a nice home and they had all the things that a family required. They were able to do about whatever they wanted to do. The family went on vacation together each year and always to the same place. It was said that the grand-parents came from Afghanistan, or some other country in the Far East. They were farmers in up-state Pennsylvania until they retired. They kept to themselves while living in this country and little was known about them. The children were all Home Schooled and spoke a foreign language along with English.

 

One year, the IRS became interested in Oscar’s tax return and found that most of his income was being sent to an organization in the East. During this investigation, Oscar left the country and became a member of a Terrorist group. He was last seen dressed all black, with black hood covering his head and face, standing over a man with a sword in hand!

 

Maybe you should check out your neighbors and find out about others in your 

City or Town. And you don’t have to join any Ladies group to do this, you just can’t trust anyone these days...Don’t forget to check out your spouse, kids and parents!                   

 

Yeah, It’s me again.

Sept. 16, 2014

 

 

"Citizen Martha"

Every City that has ten thousand people, more or less. Has main streets where the businesses are located. Most city main streets are two lane and have yellow center line in the middle of the street.  Other streets with heavy traffic use, are one way only and there are usually two, each going in the opposite direction. Most people pay attention to the direction the traffic flow and travel in that direction.

However, there are some senior citizens, people with certain problem, such as poor sight, hearing and reaction time, which continue to drive as they did when they used horse and buggies or when they were young and traffic was little to none. I have one lady in particular, in mind. She is ninety six years of age, lives by herself and does everything in and around her home by herself.

Her physical size and condition prevents her from setting behind a steering wheel in a car and being able to see over the dash board. She would require several pillows to lift her high enough to do this. Her name is Martha and Martha has been experiencing memory problems. At times, she gets lost in her own home and wanders around until she recovers from this spell. Martha will not admit that she needs help nor will she accept it. If she has any family in the area, it is unknown.

Not long ago. Martha decided that she had an appointment on the other side of the city and was driving to keep it. She entered a one way street traveling in the wrong direction.  She hit or sideswiped several cars and cause many more cars to become involved in other accidents.

The entire City Police department, along with every emergency vehicle in the city were called out to investigate the damage and treat those that were injured. This never slowed Martha down for a minute.

Arriving at the destination address, she found that she didn’t have an appointment after all. She accused the staff of making a mistake.  After returning to her car, she got in, but the vehicle wouldn’t’ start. With some assistants from another lady, a taxi was called and she returned to her home. Listening to the news on her radio, she heard about the disaster on a street in her city and thought how lucky she was to have missed it.

It wasn’t long before the Police had located the car that was involved or had caused the accident and they retrieved the owners name and address from the registration papers. A patrol car was dispatched to the address and they were speaking with the elderly lady, but she said she had no idea of what the police were talking about, so they insisted that she accompany them, to the police station.

One police officer was going to help her and offered her his arm, so she could steady herself. She objected to him touching her arm and with one mighty swing of her hand bag, she struck the officer on the side of his head and he fell unconscious to the lawn.  When they arrived at the police station, her anger was out of control and her arms were swinging and legs were kicking and it took four officers and a wheel chair to get her into the police station.  

Unknown to the police officers, Martha’s dinner, was burning on an old gas range in the kitchen of Martha’s house. It wasn’t long before the kitchen was on fire. No emergency vehicle could respond, as they were all at the accident scene on the one way street!

The house had burnt to the ground and nothing could be seen but ashes. If fact, houses in several city blocks had burnt down and the whole east side of the city was about to burn.

Meanwhile, the police didn’t appear to be getting anywhere with Martha. It was going to take more than the entire police force to control this senior citizen. Martha was using words and language that the police didn’t understand and they had to look up some of these words in a dictionary and some of them words couldn’t even be found in the book. 

Several months had passed and now we find Martha, living in one of the better nursing homes in the next county. Lawyers and the news media were having a field day with the story, even the national news had picked-up the story, of the old lady that had destroyed a city, single handedly. 

We find Martha, relaxing in a covered swinging lounge, in the garden of the nursing home, smiling and thinking to herself, that will teach those people not to mess around with old Martha.

By; Ben R.

Sept. 6, 2014

 

"Be yond your normal thinking"

I am sure you have all heard others say things like. (“If you don’t use it you will lose it”) Have you noticed when you haven’t been using a certain mussel in your body for some time, and when you do, it hurts and sometime gets sore? Well, that is about how my brain has been working, so I have decided to exercise it and use it in a broader range. This, you will notice in some of my latest writings.

When you ask yourself questions that you have never heard anyone ask before on things beyond ones everyday thoughts, it causes you to think in a different pattern. Something beyond our normal thinking pattern. Most of you, don’t do this because you are too busy thinking of simpler things, like why is the sky blue or why are the winters cold. What color should a certain item be? Things that really don’t matter or make a difference.

Those things I am talking about, are never taught or studied in school and then only in certain areas of advanced subject study.  Some of these things could have been asked by a child, at an early age. They really didn’t want to know the answer, they were just learning to talk.

Most people are unable to think that far out of the box. What you don’t understand, you never talk about. When it comes to something you do know, you are a regular chatter box. Well, that’s the way it has been with myself. The only time you talk about things you don’t know about, is when you are in an argument with your spouse or a sibling. Or maybe when you are trying to make a young person think that you know ever thing.

With a really good imagination, this is easy for some people to do! Others have to work at it!  I could tie my shoes at the age of four. Now I have a brain full of space with no obstructions to be found.  Did I just say I had a  hollow space in my head?

 I am running low on yet to be invented fuel, so I will wait here for instructions.

By; Ben R.

Sept. 4 ,2014

 

 

 

"As the world turns"

As the world turns, some things are being lost!  They are the important things in our lives and you don’t even know they are missing. Wake up, take a look around, and open your eyes wide, can you see it now?

 

Have you noticed how dim the sun shine is getting or how thin the air is?  The winter is colder and the heat has been turned down. The blanket that you have been using has gotten so thin it will no longer keep you warm!

 

Nothing tastes like it once did, quality is being reduced, too many of the good parts are being removed and portions are getting smaller and shorter measurements, are being used.  Chemicals are being used to grow foods faster and bigger, are they healthy?

 

The cost is getting higher and our dollars are worth less. Isn’t it about time you did something about this? That look on your face, is asking, what can I do? Think, that is why God gave you a brain. “Think simple”, it doesn’t have to be complicated. Simple things work the best and are not misunderstood.

 

Stop buying, and tell your supplier why you are not going to buy from them anymore.  The only time they feel anything, is when their pocketbook grows thin and gets light in weight.  Tell your friend and those in your family, to stop buying and the word will travel and get to the suppliers!

 

If you are one that is starving while working for the minimum, tell your employer that the wage you receive determines the quality and amount of work,that you do. With a living wage, you wouldn’t have to work two jobs and your work would probably improve one hundred percent!  

 

Workers don’t have to belong to a union if they work together, they can win the battle for a living wage. Be in charge of your own life, don’t let the boss tell you how you have to live. Take control of your own life! Together, you can turn the system around. The working people can be in control. Brown nosing and Ass Kissing are out and those that do it will soon be gone.  Point your finger at the guilty and let them know they are going to vanish or change their ways.

 

Be strong and don’t smile while taking charge of your own lives, one step backwards means and it will take five steps to get back to where you were! Be firm and precise in what you say and do! You can’t change black to white, but you can change white to black.

 

By; Ben R.

Sept. 1.2014

 

 

 

"Where did they go"

As the world turns, some things are being lost!  They are the important things in our lives and you don’t even know they are missing. Wake up, take a look around, and open your eyes wide, can you see it now?

 

Have you noticed how dim the sun shine is getting or how thin the air is?  The winter is colder and the heat has been turned down. The blanket that you have been using has gotten so thin it will no longer keep you warm!

 

Nothing tastes like it once did, quality is being reduced, too many of the good parts are being removed and portions are getting smaller and shorter measurements, are being used. 

 

The cost is getting higher and our dollars are worth less. Isn’t it about time you did something about this? That look on your face, is asking, what can I do? Think, that is why God gave you a brain. “Think simple”, it doesn’t have to be complicated. Simple things work the best and are not misunderstood.

 

Stop buying, and tell your supplier why you are not going to buy from them anymore.  The only time they feel anything, is when their pocketbook grows thin and gets light in weight.  Tell your friend and those in your family, to stop buying and the word will travel and get to the suppliers!

 

If you are one that is starving while working for the minimum, tell your employer that the wage you receive determines the quality and amount of work,that you do. With a living wage, you wouldn’t have to work two jobs and your work would probably improve one hundred percent!  

 

Workers don’t have to belong to a union if they work together, they can win the battle for a living wage. Be in charge of your own life, don’t let the boss tell you how you have to live. Take control of your own life! Together, you can turn the system around. The working people can be in control. Brown nosing and Ass Kissing are out and those that do it will soon be gone.  Point your finger at the guilty and let them know they are going to vanish or change their ways.

 

Be strong and don’t smile while taking charge of your own lives, one step backwards means and it will take five steps to get back to where you were! Be firm and precise in what you say and do! You can’t change black to white, but you can change white to black.

 

By; Ben R.

Sept. 2, 2014

 

 

 

"Could this be our future"

Over the river and through the woods, to Grandmother’s house we go and no encounter with the big bad wolf or bandits of any kind!  But there was a problem when we got to the toll gate. They wanted us to pay $20.00 a pound to cross over to the other side and pay homage to their God Olalla.   

Of course we refused and told them this was a free country and we could travel any place in this country that we wanted to! Not any more, was their reply! This country is under new management and there are new laws that have to be obeyed. That was when the shooting started. One of us was wounded, then drug into the bushes and tortured. Then they drug him back from the bushes unconscious and dropped him in front of us. The leader said, let this be a lesson to you.  Now go back to where you came from!

We couldn’t tell if the injured person was dead or not, but he needed a doctor really bad.

Our beloved country was gone and we didn’t even know about it. We heard that this could happen, but we thought, “NO Way”, no one could take this country away from us, but they did and not a shot was fired. Our leader were in prison, some were dead, others were being hunted down and tortured and then they just disappeared.

We should have paid more attention to what was going on, but thought we were so strong that nothing could happen to us. We were wrong! We were taken from within, they came to this country one by one and it all happened so fast, at the same time as they were really organized and we paid little attention to them. Yes, you and I gave our country to them, on a silver and gold platter, with flowers.

Now you have to live and obey the laws of the new masters. You do the work that is assigned to you or you lose your head. You are told when, how and what to do every little minute of your life. You no longer are free to think for yourself, the word, freedom is no longer used in any conversation, and if you are caught looking sideways, you are punished!

 

In The Harbor Of New York City, On The Statue Of Liberty, it is Written,   Send us your Sick, you’re Tired, your Poor and your Young….

By; Ben R. 

Sept,1,2014                                                                                                                                             

"Do You Care? "

Who cares, do you care? Sometimes I don’t give a damn which way it goes. But I am concerned, the way things are going! All those Deadbeats, in Congress need to be replaced, but where do you find the good people to replace them with?

Did you know, once you serve in the Senate or Congress, even if it is for just one term, they have it made for the rest of their lives. We need people that are there for the right reasons, not just for the money.

We need a Leader in the White House. Where did this guy, which is in the Oval Office now, come from? He has sure made a mess out of things and I believe he is working for some other country and not the citizens of the United States of America.

If you voted for him, ask yourself why? If you did, you sure wasn’t thinking very clearly, on that Election Day!

A lot of People never think or bother to check a canadate out for any election. They just vote and think they are doing their duty. If one doesn’t know what they are doing, they should leave it alone. This is where and why, the danger come in. It is like, putting your trust in a wild animal, not unlike a mad dog or a wild Buffalo.

The people of this country are not remembering what our country is all about and why men have given their lives to keep it free. There are too many uneducated people in this country. They just set back and let someone else take care of things for them. People getting assistance of any kind, need to be tested, before they are allowed to vote. If they are brain dead, then be sure that they understand why and what they are doing! A vote is a dangerous thing in the wrong hands!

Some people, even those with a Collage degree don’t understand what they are doing, they vote and call themselves good citizens. Select your canadate carefully, there have been just too many mistakes made already. What is good for the Nation, may not be good for you, this is why the Majority wins over the Minority. We all learn from our mistakes or we should, but we all learn to live with what we do.

This country belongs to you and me and we are responsible for what is happening to it.

Think and think again and when you are sure, than act.

As for being Brain Dead, I am half way there, I am just not understanding why or what is going on. Do You ? ‘WILL WE SURVIVE’ or, Are we going down for the third time?

It is in your hands, this time, do it right!

Do away with Democrats and Republicans, All they do is disagree and use slander and fight with each other. Become an American Citizen of America.

Let’s take our Country Back!

An Outlander in a boat,

 

"When the moon was Green and Moldy"

Yes, it did happen once and it will happen again, how do I know, well I have a direct line on history and know more about you, than you want me to know. Should I talk or would you like to buy me off?  Half of your income each month, will do for a start.

 

Do you dare not to believe me, then go ahead and gamble?  Gamblers only win, one tenth of a thousandth of a moments, in a life time. In fact, they win more after death than they do in their living time. If you are dead, you already know this!

 

Winners always die first and try to take their losses with them. There is only one lane to travel, and it goes one way, forward!  The winnings always stay here, for the poor and the Government, after the IRS has reviewed your tax filings from the beginning!  

 

People with money, have paid for your privileges, since the beginning. Your laziness and lack of education is what has kept you poor or on welfare since, Moses parted the ocean to set his people free. If you think that, what I say is untrue, go ahead and check it out.

 

The Devil has several names, one of them is the same as yours, Repent and give away your fortune, I, will send an address, of where to send it to. You need not pay it in a lump sum, payments can be arraigned and of course, there will be interest to pay. 

 

 

“Who the Hell am I”, Well, I will soon be the richest person on earth and keeping an eye on the poor!  Move over Lucifer, I’m taking over.


Would you like a table for two or a larger party? 

 

I'm Just looking out for my own interests,

 

By; You know who

June 2014

 

"My trousers, where are my trousers "

Where’s my pants?

 

I don’t lose them very often, but I can’t remember of taking them off or where I would have done so.  All I know is people were pointing at me and laughing, I know my legs are short and crocked, but I am not one to laugh at people with those kind of legs.  Legs were built to walk on and not for looks.

 

Well. That is not exactly true, a girl with pretty legs get a lot of looking at. What can be nicer to look at, than a body by Fisher that weights in around 110 or so!  It makes ones mouth drool, just thinking about it.

 

An overweight girl has to have a lot going for her to hold ones attention. I know of a number of guys that were either smothered to death or almost smothered to death, by going to bed with a girls that was built like a tow ton truck or a mountain called “Maria”.  Some of the guys got trapped in between them hidden valleys and crevasses, just ask Jonesie,  he was crippled when they were trying to rescue him.

 

But this wasn’t my case, I know I put them pants on when I woke this morning, as I couldn’t decide what shirt to wear, that would go with orange trousers. I got them over thirty years ago and they had never been worn.

 

They were about three sizes too small. But I sucked in my big belly and got my old butt in them anyway. There was a bow tie in the pocket, one of them already tied, quick connect ones.  The trousers had button down back pockets with black peril buttons. I also found some missing house keys that turned up missing a long-long time ago.

 

I can remember putting on some black and white socks to go with my black shoes. Hey, I just checked my socks and they are not black and white. What’s going on here, is someone funning with me?

 

Anyone having information on the missing trousers and those socks, let me hear from you.  There was a foot print of a Big Foot found in Louisiana, do you think! Nah, He would have to be able to fly to get here and back.  Can Big Foot people be Witches or Warlock people or from outer space?   I think, I saw one in the park last week. Maybe that is where all those bodies are coming from that are found in the creek, in and around Rapid City!

 

By: Ben R.

July, 2014

 

 

 

 

 

" Things do Happen "

My name is Avia. I am a young Bunny Rabbit, I have a soft and fluffy gray coat, white cotton tail and long ears that are pink inside.  One day I was walking through the woods, on my way to school, when this big red squirrel said to me. Where are you going so fast? 

I said to school and he responded, why? I said, to learn things. He said, like what, and I replied good things and how to avoid the bad things.  He replied, I know all that stuff and I didn’t have to go to school to learn it. And now I have more time for fun things, like playing in the trees and setting in the sun or shade, whatever I want to. 

I eat all day long and gathered food for the cold winter months, when you can’t find anything to eat under the snow. At night, I curial up in my nest, with a couple of cuties to keep warm.

Besides, he said: when you go to school, you have to learn all the other stuff that you will never use. Why don’t you come and play with me and I will teach you all that you need to know. I said to him, it must be nice to be a Squirrel and play all day long, He said; there is no better way to live than that.

I continued on my way to school, along with all the other kids. The teacher taught us how to spell and how to add and subtract and do other things with numbers, like dividing and working with fractions. I’ll bet that old squirrel can’t do any of that stuff. 

We learned about what life was like in the early years and how people had to go through hard times. Learning new stuff made it easier to do things and do them better. And how to make things last longer and taste better. And by keeping clean, I smelled better and was healthier. And I don’t have to curial up in a cold old nest with another smelly old squirrels, all winter long. When I go to school, I can have fun and play the whole year long. 

One morning, a year or so later, while on my way to school, I stopped to say “hi” to my old friend, the old Squirrel. I was told he no longer lived there, the lady squirrel told me, he had starved to death in that cold old tree nest last year. I asked how old he was and the lady squirrel told me he was real old, he had to be two or three years old. I said:  that was too bad and I was sorry to hear he had died, had he went to school, maybe he would have lived longer and had a better life.

There were many young squirrels running around and having fun and she said they were all his, sons and daughters.  I told her, she should send them all to school and they will learn how to live better and longer, she did, and I visited with them for many years to come. Now they live to be six or seven years old, is that old for a Squirrel?

By: Ben R.

July, 2014

" Land of the Free "

Those that have and those that don’t. When I was a baby, I was the prettiest baby of all. People just couldn’t keep their hands off of me. They would laugh and coo and speak to me in languages that few could understand.  Everyone had to hold and squeeze me and some times, so tight, it would cause gas to come from the far end.

This is the way it was for several for several years, in the early part of my life. In fact I was kidnaped over a dozen times, while I was young. The sad part was, I was returned to where they found me, each time, with a note saying, I was a defective child. No one ever said what that was, and it is still a mystery today.  I was loved, but those people are all old and have gone to a far better place to live or to a place called Heaven. 

I have had a normal life, was well educated, married and had several children.
I was married six times and after a year or two, my wifes would disappear and they were never to be found again. 

Most people though I was a perfect mate, I always had a good job and plenty of money, dressed nicely and had no bad habits, to speak of, I was generous and spoke well of everyone. Whatever my family ask for, I provided, if at all possible. When the children turned sixteen, or even younger, they each moved away from home and were never to return again.

But the answer to that same old un-answered question, why I was always left alone?  Could it have been the Gas that I couldn’t control, or was it because I was always chasing Fire trucks and Emergency vehicle’s or was it that my head was always turning to look at a pretty girl?  Could it have been because I would occasionally bring one of them home with me and keep her around for a week or so? Could it have been for a reason unknown to me?

Over a thousand years ago, Moses said to the children of Israel, pick up your shovels, mount your Asses and Camels, and I will lead you to the Promised Land.

Nearly seventy five years ago, (when welfare was introduced) Roosevelt said; lay down your shovels, set on your asses and light up a camel, this is the Promised Land.

Today, Congress has stolen your shovel, taxed your asses, raised the price of camels, and mortgaged the Promised Land.

I was so depressed last night, thinking about Health Care plans, the economy, the wars, lost jobs, savings, Social Security, retirement funds etc. … I called the Suicide Hot line. I had to press 1 for English. Then I was connected to a call center in Pakistan, I told them I was Suicidal and they got all excited and asked if I could drive a truck?

How can one win without a gun in hand and a mask to cover his or her face?     

By; Ben R.

July 2014

                                                                    

 

"Cave Living"

Living in a cave can be fun, cheap, inventive, exciting and dangerous, all at the same time. That is, if you don’t get rid of all those Critters and prehistorically cave dwellers before you try to move in.

Once, I got lost in a cave. There were six adjourning rooms and they each had an entrance with light showing. But I still couldn’t find my way out.

From each entrance, looking out, nothing looked the same. As I moved around in there, I could hear Growling and snoring sounds and the smell of something dead or dying.

It is said; that the Big Foot creatures have an un-mistakable odor and if you were to wake one, while he was sleeping, he will chase and catch you and you will become hi mate. It will make no difference if you are male or female.

Everyone knows that the Big Foot critters are all Gay or By-sexual. Little Big Foot’s come for a planted seed that grows in the back of them caves.

But this part of Cave living is the easy part. Wait until you try to put an address on your new property, the paper work will drive you insane and the Government has no idea of what to do, should they should classify you as an illegal alien or a foreign dignitary or just a visiting relative. 

And the IRS already has a tax amount in place for Cave living. But these, are for the caves with running water, waste disposal, and electrical power. If you don’t already have these things in place, it will be nightmare trying to arrange for them.  The number of people that can live in one cave depends on the cubic air volume available.  How many Bats there are in the cave and the type of floor in the cave and there is an additional book of form, 108 pages, that has to be filed and approved by seven federal agencies,    

Or, you can do like I did, I told them to go to Hell. With no address, they can’t find me. Me, and all the other critters, are getting along great, with each other. We take turns carrying out the trash!  The stream near-by, provides clean drinking water and bathing for those of us that want a bath. Finding a spot to go to the bathroom, is getting to be a problem. Most of us know enough to go down stream. But there is always someone

Who doesn’t use his or her brain, and she is not going to be with us for long!  Of course, one must always watch where they step, inside or outside of the cave.

If you can afford the rent or house payment, live in a house like the rest of your family and friends!

By; Ben R.

July  2014