(CONTINUED) “JUNE WEEDS BRING CALIFOR. MEXICANS, TO CUT THEM LOW-COST”

 IN EUGENE, OREGON!!!!

But here it was, the first  or 2nd of June,, and almost all of our previous “Brown Rains”‘ were gone, and we finally got SPRING or EARLY SUMMER WEATHER!  AT LAST! I stopped feeling guilty about my little silly part in extra “dirty cocktail” rains at the end of May..

I   WOULD HAVE  forgotten altogether about it, but  the shut down of electrically=burnt out laundromats in Eugene was so bad, cause of the MASSIVE LAUNDRY OVERLOADS after the “Brown Rain”‘ downpours had ruined the clothing of anyone caught  in the downpour, I avoided going to any cleaning establishment, and once even freaked out at finding myself standing in front of a DRY CLEANER one day.

Does the Catholic church have any special REPARATION-PRAYERS, or PUNISHMENTS for invoking God to brown-ize everyone’s laundry in putrid down-pours? THank  GOD OBAMA, that I was NOT  CATHOLIC! Between Lutheran and Jewish, I already had the Acme of guilt!  I sure didn’t need their “relative ” to make me feel even guiltier!

There were now no trembling waters on  the horizon,  and the week’s forecast was for warm and finally HOT weather in the Willamette  Valley.Now there were SUMMER PROBLEMS  to worry and take care of, like all the weeds,,blackberry bushes, tall grass, over-running ivy on the sides of the house, all over the back, in front, everywhere, giving me more allergies than ever, and harboring MORE MICE and more ants, to try & get in  the  house–not to mention, raising MORE HUGE BANANA SLUGS, bugs,  lnsects, spiders and carpenter ants trying to get into the teeny holes in the kitchen wall I still had to plug up( to  be  continued soon)..++++

“LOOKING FOR GARDEN MAINTENANCE WORKER! I HAVE A HUGE MESS OF BLACKBERRY BUSHES, WEEDS, GRASS, ETC., I NEED SOMEONE TO CHOP IT ALL DOWN!”

That was my ad on Craig’s list, because my place was a mass, and needed cutting, and shearing, and digging blackberries, cutting grass weeds, everything you could think up because my place was so OVER GROWN.and I was not a rich person, so I was trying to do it on a budget. There were a lot of guys advertising who did lawn and garden maintenance, but nobody said they specialized in JUNGLES – which is what I had.

the first interviewee, who came over to look at the mass, parked his car in the driveway, and I showed him my whole front and backyard insides to be chopped and cleared, was obviously somebody who would come over the border illegally, he could hardly speak English and he was obviously Latino or Mexican.

He was also very pushy; and was trying to get physically close to me all the time to emphasize his point, that he would do a huge amount of work for cheap, and dig out all the blackberry roots tear them all out.as he kept inching closer to me, I kept inching away; I guess it was a cultural thing, or else it was a sales technique, ambush your client so you will get the job.

Still, I really did not want to hire somebody who wasn’t an American citizen at this point; I had done in the past many years ago, but now I really regretted it, because I figured if you give the job to somebody who’s illlegal, it takes away a job from a citizen who desperately will do it for pennies nowadays anyway.all the other Americans were trying to get the same job! At the same pay! So I said I’d think about it, and went back inside  and he drove off.

in my quest to get all this mess done for an economical price, I still didn’t want to get the worst workers in the world, or start employing all people who just came over the border. It went against my ethics.maybe I was the last American in the country with ethics, but I didn’t care.

The next guy who came over to look at the place, and give me an estimate, was a young white guy who was local, and he said, he’d like to take a really big look at it to get an idea, and then he gave me a good estimate; it was too good to turn down, and he had a card, his wife and another guy were going to do the whole thing.

Okay, GREAT! I didn’t want to keep looking, or anyone else, I just wanted it done. It was so bad I couldn’t see out the windows, and going out the front door was impossible because of the blackberry bushes; what was I doing, trying to raise blackberries!?

I was kind of pushy myself, he didn’t give me an idea of when he’d start, so I waited about a week, and then call them up and said, “when are you going to start? Please give me an idea thanks” – – and he e-mailed and phoned me, okay I’m going to start Tuesday. Thank God!

at the same time, while I was managing this, my cousin Joshua  in Washington state, called me up and said, “I’m thinking of joining the National Guard, because there are no jobs anywhere; what you think of it?” I pondered.

“Well, you’d be protecting our country and not going overseas wouldn’t you? I’m not sure about that though.” “Oh I’m sure I’ll just be stationed here as National Guard! That’s what I’m looking for, to protect the country.” (And he needed the money.)

I told him, that I would look into it myself and call up the Army and Marine headquarters, then ask them some questions about the National Guard, and then get back to him with it. After all, you should know what you’re getting into before you get into it.

I called up Army headquarters, and said, I’m looking for some information for a relative who is looking to join the National Guard. “For one thing, I said is it true that the Army reserve get sent overseas?”

The Army recruiter was very polite and smooth “yes, but only serving one year in the Army, for being at home four years.” “so the National Guard only stays at home, is that right? They just protect our country?” And I went on – “what I heard in the news lately, a lot of the National Guard is getting taken overseas to fight. Is that true?”

“when a man signs up for the National Guard of the United States, he knows that he is likely to do one year of service anywhere in the world, for every four years at home.” That meant, if my cousin went into the National Guard, there were probably details and small print, and they could grab him for their year any time, and send them over to Iraq or Afghanistan or anywhere else! They could push him into Syria!

“Is there any way someone in the National Guard could sign-up only stay at home and fight and do work here?” I asked. “No everyone is required to do a year of service anywhere in the world for every four years at home,” the recruiter answered. So I had my information all right, and I didn’t like it.

I called my cousin back soon as I could, and told them all the information I got I also got some other information I won’t relate here. But I just was not in favor of him joining, because all he wanted to do was protect his country here, not get sent over in that mess in foreign countries, where he could get killed easily, PROTECTING OTHER COUNTRIES, NOT US!

“Oh, Gee, I don’t want to do that”, he said on the phone listlessly.”that wasn’t my plan at all! If I wanted to get sent overseas I’d  join the regular Army God damn!”I had to admit, there didn’t seem to be much difference anymore between the regular Army, and the National Guard, because, quite frankly they were all being sent OVER THERE, and they were never getting back OVER HERE!.

I had asked also from the Army recruiter, why the Marines had up this television advertisement that said quite frankly “the Marines, a force for global good.” Which made me start thinking HEY, WHOSE ARMY IS THIS ANYWAY? WHY are we tromping all over the globe, and doing everything to protect other people and get involved in other countries, and were not protecting our people OVER HERE?

(“Over here! Over here!/Is our deed,

“just to leave– over there?”

“Over WHERE? OVER WHERE? Do we fight,

“for our rights/OVER HERE? We get lots of terrorists/

“–OVER HERE! We get tons of TERRORISTS!/

“OVERHERE! How come we gotta  send all our men,

“OVER WHERE, and for WHO?

“WHY NOT STAY, OVER – HERE? Ain’t it our Army, SIR, may I say?

“That it is OUR ARMY, and they are OUR MEN! We can’t send/

“all our men/OVER THERE!”)

.I remembered this old World War II song from a long time ago, even though I wasn’t that old, and I wondered if it still applied to this country anymore.

I knew that a lot of people living here felt very insecure, every day, when they went about their own business, trying to make a living, sometimes watching overhead bleakly, trying to figure out if, we ever got invaded, if there were actually any of OUR SOLDIERS still OVER HERE to protect us?

but about my cousins little work problem, I talked to him and said, “listen, I don’t think you should join the National Guard right now. You might get sent over to Syria firsthand; I don’t want that to happen. In fact, I don’t want you to even get in the Army, at all, I’m too worried they wouldn’t protect you, while you are trying to protect the mother country for somebody else! “

I was really Frank. I’d read too much about situations of guys and then being in the Army, and I didn’t think the soldiers were getting protected themselves anymore.I remember the gassing victims, people with horrible diseases, people who were getting their brains blown out – and people who were getting their brains scrambled so badly they wish their brains had been blown out.

I Talked to my cousin, and finally said, ”  TELL YOU what, there must be ways that you can do things to protect all of us over here. Like join the local gun clubs, and get really good using firearms here, and if you want to hunt, fine, but just get really familiar with that type of thing over here.

ALSO, THINK ABOUT JOINING THE nra, so you can help protect our people who want to protect themselves , or other organizations that help protect our people over here.I think that’s the best you can do, Joshua. I really do. I just don’t want you getting hauled over to Syria, and get your head blown off. Or just get it so scrambled – – never mind.”

.in the end it all came out rather clumsily, not perfect, and hoped for all the best; I convinced my cousin, to come down here for a while, and we find him jobs cutting everybody’s lawns and yards and gardens; after all he needed the exercise. And I’d had all the tools.

And – NOT JOIN the National Guard, when Obama was once again sending our troops are rare probably to Syria, and the National Guard was actually THE OBAMA INTERNATIONAL ARMY!

I did my best to keep my cousin over here, even if I had to get him gardening, and maintenance, and any type of work I can figure out; and if I could give him extra spending money even though I could not spare it.

This is the way I wanted my garden and trees and bushes to come out, not to be killed and slaughtered forever, not to be poisoned, so they never grow back.not to be covered with blood from other countries. And I would do my best, to see that it didn’t happen to my cousin the way it was happening to the other guys OVER THERE.

(sincerely signing off, it’s still June and is blooming and hot! And I hope you get what I mean, and these are the days of my life, HA HOT! Sandraminadotty, in Eugene Oregon)  :) …..

“MAY SHOWERS BRING SLUGS,POLLEN,SMOG,AND MORE SHOWERS!” IN EUGENE OR

there I was,trying to read the RG,( which is the lately gone by soon to be so late, not great,10th rate, Eugene register guard newspaper) when I noticed that online, it said it was going to START CHARGING MONEY FOR ONLINE NEWSPAPER. Wow!

They were going to charge me, for the luxury of THEM telling me, what I should hear, and what I should think, when what I really think is, THANK GOD! – I won’t have to read this stupid paper anymore, because I will stop paying for it. Hallelujah.

.that is the irony of the news media online, deciding to charge you money for reading their newspaper online. All of us are going to be so much happier now, dancing in the streets, and without any worries or cares,because we can just choose not to pay for the news anymore, and we won’t have to listen to it.

Like I said above, hallelujah. You don’t have to be religious to enjoy this one.

for example,I won’t have to read the article it says “public transit system offers freedom”, and then it says that the huge monster bus route downtown, called the EMX, that is going to cost us millions to maintain, while we cut all the regular bus routes for a few gloriously luxuriant commuters, probably students from the University of Oregon mostly, who just fly back and forth from Springfield to downtown Eugene, or use the EMX as a shuttlebus, is “our ridership productivity ranks LTD in the top 5% of all systems nationwide.”

However, Doris Towery did not say WHAT SYSTEM she was talking about. Probably one of the rings of hell in the lower system. She has a very good relationship with Satan.

Because, in the rumor mill of all the scuttlebutt in Eugene Oregon, everybody knew that Doris Towery was sleeping with Mayor Kitty, and it was very hush-hush. Not because they were, oh, I don’t know, maybe, LESBIANS, so much as it was that they were, that is Doris was, “sleeping her way upstairs” as we used to say. But in those days, it was slightly different. But not much.

None of this was my affaire, (not that I wanted to HAVE their affaire, bloody hell,) but here I was trying to catch a bus in Eugene Oregon, and the little booklet and brochure told me this bus was supposed to be here, at this time, and in this region of the county. And I waited for two hours for it.

Then a sympathetic passerby in a car said “Lady, it’s not going to do you any good to try and catch a bus in this County. They just don’t RUN. And when they do run, YOU better RUN, they have a good reputation for running over people.”"is that why all these people are taking bicycles everywhere?” I asked.

Yes, he said and also they had a regular weekly gamble, on which bus driver, could hit the most bicycles, per week and win.what did the winner get? Just some free drink tickets to one of the best, rather, sleaziest bars downtown to tie one on, and forget what town you’re in.

from the way he talked about it, it sounded like a very popular pastime.

from all the huge amount of traffic congestion, and the amount of cars squished into the smallest amount of space, everywhere, and looks like it wouldn’t be hard to hit a couple of bicycles in one hit.and here I was trying to take a nonexistent bus, which, bus lines had been cut to save the money for the very downtown local, very limited area EMX.

for a town that advertised itself as “eco-friendly”, it had an amazing amount of smog and smog creators. I had never seen so many cars outside of downtown Los Angeles, on some of the worst loop to loop freeways. And the AIR was about the same.

My feet were bad, as usual, and I had to hike a couple blocks, just to figure out if there WERE bus lines anymore, even around downtown. It looks like everybody relied on TAXIS; taxis and bicycles. Gee, what did they think they were, Switzerland? Or Paris?the next thing you know, everybody in Eugene will be wearing their hair very dirty. Very Parisian.

Finally I got, on my weary feet, to a main drag Highway, and tried to motion with my hand and arm, trying to stop one of the taxis I saw go by. There went “Jerry’s taxi”; and there goes “Margaret’s taxi,” and finally going by me very fast, “George Peppard taxi”. I waited in vain for a very dark looking cab, to go streaking by, ignoring me, and it was labeled “Belafonte’s taxi”. On the next corner, I could see it picking up a very tired and heavy black woman.

HEY, that’s reverse discrimination! That’s REVERSE/TAXI/DISCRIMINATION! You guys are trying to imitate New York City.– only in reverse.

But still, the endless teaming, hysterical, rolling and lumbering, noisily, and smogily masses of cars trucks and vehicles poured on by me, relentless, insignificant, tired, talking on cell phones, putting on makeup, reading books, doing their nails, but  not, PICKING ME UP.

all right, if I was going to get home before late midnight, somehow at least I would get even with all these rolling, bouldering, torrentialy hideously tolling on by –traffic, making New York City traffic and Los Angeles traffic, and even Buenos Aires traffic, look insignificant in comparison. So I decided to get even with all of them, because it wasn’t, doing its Oregon thing right.

(“ORY-GUN!” pronounce it RIGHT, MAN!)

I put my purse and my belongings down on the sidewalk where I was standing. I gathered my wits about me, don’t say, “you don’t have any to gather”, started to focus on the clouds above, and tried to remember my old Indian chief, and the lessons he gave me on how to summon rain and storms, miles and miles of muck and mire, and basically RAIN. RAIN. RAIN!

Because in Oregon it used to RAIN 10 MONTHS out of the YEAR. We were in a drought, for the 10th year, and it was time to end it even if I had to bring down the non-Anglo-Saxon gods, that were here long before white men came over, cut everything down, and killed everybody.

There I stood, focused and somber, remembering the noble red man, and the fact that he lost all his wars, but he did know how to do one thing; make it rain. And I had been taught the very best of the best, Indian rain dances.

So I started to dance, fortunately, nobody was watching me; I still get self-conscious.and sure enough, heavy dark clouds were gathering above, fortuitously shaking loose streaks of lightning and thunder, and me, here with open arms, welcoming the bountiful resource of the gods.

Okay it was water.

and boy did it start to rain; I was stuck way down 16th St. by the Old Navy stockyard, but kind of downtown, but trying to avoid the masses of highways, feeding onto the freeway.

And it didn’t start raining a little bit at first; it just went – SPLASH!SPLLLLOSH!!   WHAMMM!!  GAA-FOOOSH!SPLOOOSH!SPLAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOHH!

I couldn’t begin to describe the sound of massive amount of rancid, frozen matter, translucent and  icey descending from the heavens. You didn’t have to believe in God; just water. But why did it look that way and act that way? There it was, huge piles of grainy gook, falling down, hitting everything and SPLLLOOOSHING!!— but it was brown, hazy grainy, mucky,slimey frozen goog-it-eee-gook!

since when did rain fall down that way?what the heck was it?

I tried to get into a doorway, to avoid the tremulous downpour, but suddenly realizing what it was. It was China’s BROWN AIR, on the Gulfstream winds, that carried it far across the oceans, up up above, and then putting it into the air system of this continent. We were getting rain from BROWN AIR.

Everybody was shrieking and yelling, those who were out in it, and it hit the cars and the traffic onslaught, causing a lot of them to veer off, and crash into each other;people around here were bad drivers anyhow, and all the outsiders outside of Oregon, who came here had no idea how to drive in regular rain. And this was even WORSE, it was slimy and GUIY, sickening and filthy full of bacteria and who God knows what else! I even spotted a pile of receipts, with Chinese writing on them, spilling down in a spray and hitting the sidewalk.

Well, they sure were giving us the business!

I finally was able to get one of the taxis that had to get off the highway, and parked, to avoid the wobbling and slippery sliding automobiles,who all hit each other and crashed.it was really a horrible mess, along with all the blood, broken glass, screams and moans, fire alarms, and trains blowing their horns. It was one of those BROWN catastrophes. I just wanted out of it.

I was sure lucky with that taxi, he took me all the way home, even though it cost me a fortune. On the way, he commented “what the FUCK is this world coming to? We have garbage water and garbage rain? Is this stupid global warming inventing new ways to terrorize us?!”

I sure had to keep my mouth shut, in the future, about my ability to make it rain; even when the thing that came down was China’s BROWN AIR.I said, trying to ignore the brown mold on the windshield, and on the sides of the car windows, squishing down, “oh, maybe were just having non-boring weather for once.” he replied “if this is not boring,I’ll settle for BORING!”and then added as an afterthought – “why can’t we just continue our regular ten-year drought, and ignore all the stupid rain for once? This state gets too soaked all the time anyway!you know what they were? They were MONSOONS!”

I could see that we were going to get into an argument before I got home; a lot of the taxidrivers were independent, radical, insufferable, and usually left-wing to the point of shrieking aloud “death to all Republicans! DEATH!” It was best not to talk to taxi drivers here, they all had some kind of gripe, and if you didn’t stay out of it, the gripe extended to you.

 Suddenly, in a paranoid manner, YOU became the monster capitalist pigs of the filthy capitalist regime.in triplicate! Suddenly, even though you didn’t vote Republican or anything else, YOU became the scurge of the nation!

“nice weather were having,” I smiled sweetly, not even trying to be ironic. And added suddenly, “I never had ANYTHING to do with it!”

we were just coming home, to my relief, when he said point blank, “WHY would you have anything to do with the weather?” And fixed a nasty look in his eye. I tried to look innocent; “I just wished for a little rain, that was all, just a little teeny bit. Not much.” And I paid  the fare  really quickly, included a tip, and got the hell out of a taxi and into my house. The brown gookie rain and cascading hailstorms were still flooding the streets, everyone’s home, and everybody’s yard and pounding on the roofs.

I  got out of my ground-up, dirty slimy frostbitten and bacteria laden Oriental Chinese Brown rain-saturated clothing, and decided to dump them on the garbage. There was no way I was going to get that stink out! they smelled of sweaty, tortured, slave run factories, full of trashy high-fashion clothing and purses, headed for the idiots who bought them, made by the poor little creeps who were finagled into making them.

So much for Chinese business success. I wouldn’t want it myself.well, all of the nation didn’t have it any longer;we didn’t have any choice.I turned on the news, to see if anything about our torrential, discombobulated -hell-of-hail had swept the whole city away yet.

I wondered suddenly, would there be any complications with our REGULAR SMOG in our air?would we now get “super – discombobulated – muck and mire for air”? Would we all be breathing MUD anytime soon? I didn’t think I could handle that I already had allergies.even as a kid, playing with mud pies, I still didn;t want to BREATHE IT; I just wanted to EAT it LIKE ANY NORMAL KID.

(  TO BE CONTINUED)

“THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE AREN’T FREE!!IN EUGENE,OREGON”

MAY about 22nd, local elections are over:

the people have LOST. http:// 

the taxes have WON. http:/

and in Eugene Oregon, once again,all we homeowners have to go back to eating dog food cans, cat food cans, to pay off the new jail fees, and the new school taxes. http://

Too bad that all the little nasty kids, we are forced to pay for, don’t eat the dog food instead of us. I’m getting sick of dog and cat food, maybe I should EAT the mayor instead.

Put her on a nice spit, cut out her eyeballs, tear out all the toenails on her feet, and let Pythons nibble off her eyelids. That’s good for a start. http://

then,we could cut off the palms of both of her hands, and make sure to cut her feet off at the ankle without anesthetic. And throw them in a pot of water to make feet soup. And we make her drink it.  http://

Naturally all this gourmet cooking is going on while she’s still alive. Otherwise it wouldn’t work!you know how old-fashioned, traditional, native recipes go, if you don’t do them exactly right, the meat doesn’t fall off the bone, into the sauce correctly. http:// 

Of course she’s an old bird, so I’ll have to liberally pour flaming cognac on her when we serve it.she’s plenty liberal.

Of course were going to have hors d’oeuvres, and I was thinking the fingers of Lane County commissioners would do very well, along with some cilantro and their kids tongues and undeveloped sexual organs. As for their wives, you need to broil them very well, to get all the fingernail polish off.  http:// http://

Have I left anybody out, or any dish? I think not. With this richness and gourmet ingredients, we really won’t need dessert. http://

This whole meal will be JUST DESSERTS.http://

I am dreaming of this menu, and planning it out in real life, and trying to figure out just how much money I have to pay, to have the ingredients kidnapped, trussed, and held captive alive in a furtive warehouse, overnight. http:// http:/

I want the ingredients to be fully alive, aware and lobster like, so they know exactly what’s going on right down to the last sliver of flame, for the extra barbecue.

I love barbecues don’t you?  http://

My neighbors next door, and I knew we were going to be very short of food, when all the new taxes and fees past, and instead of cans of dog food all the time, probably what we should do is “look to the government to solve our problems”. That’s how we made up this little menu, and anything that we don’t eat, will be packed up and given to “food for Lane County”. http://

I talked to my immediate next-door neighbor, and said, “don’t you think we should include the editors of the Eugene register guard newspaper, in this also?” And she said, “YOU BET! They definitely need the reward! Why should we let them out of it?” http:// 

So we decide that a couple of those editors would provide “finger food” thus getting rid of their future typing and writing problems, to leave for the regular reporting staff to do.after all, they are the BRAINS of the paper. http:/

“Speaking of BRAINS, maybe we should have a dessert after all? What you think of, a dessert salad? I have heard of “brains on lettuce” and fruit, compote, with a little yogurt for dressing.” “Sounds good to me and healthy also. Aren’t they supposed to be pretty smart people? It’ll be nice to get into all those intellectuals.”http://

 ”yes,” I answered, “they all know better than us, just like our government does, so they should take the credit for all of this happening. Somebody has to inspire new menus and digging out old wonderful recipes people don’t use anymore.”  http:// http://

I got into my liquor cabinet, wondering if brains could be flambaed with a stronger liquor, like that green stuff they make still, in St. Louis, and the “drowned city” back South.

You know, the GREEN LIQUOR, that’s so good it destroys your liver pretty fast.it’s also good for refinishing furniture, and stripping cabinets. I know my ex carpenter husband, used it a lot, and then just drank the left over. http:/

As time was wasting, we got our planning done,and my neighbor was organizing,while I was calling up my usual kidnapper, who lives downtown on Willamette st. in a cardboard box and was always shooting up, and snorting meth.  http:// http://

I hoped he was using the same phone number for his disposable cell phone, and he wasn’t wasting his time trying to kidnap Californian peoples kids, who moved here, because he thought they “have so much money! They come from California, they must have TONS OF CASH!” http:// http:/

I tried to explain to him,most of them were “fake rich people”, which meant that they were CREDIT CARD rich, but didn’t actually have any cash.they made all their money, being California civil servants, and when they lammed out of California, there was so little money left, only the highest public servants could steal it all, and the little guys down at the bottom just had charge cards. http:/

anyhow, I finally got a hold of him, just that he was robbing somebody in broad daylight, downtown, trying to get extra money for more meth, and extra money for all the paper bags you have to buy now, in the supermarket when you shop. http:// http:/475

He agreed, to our terms, which weren’t very much, because he’s so cheap anyhow, the only cheap thing in Eugene.rather, the only REASONABLY PRICED thing in Eugene.seeing as how you have to pay a fee or tax for everything you do or buy, in Eugene now.

he usually charges people 25% to mug them, but a lot more for formal kidnapping jobs. I suspected he would charge the Mayor, the commissioners, and the Eugene city Council, and their family members, a lot more for his having to kidnap them.  http://    http://   http://

Maybe it would start to look like RANSOMing; that was illegal to the federal government, but here in this government? http:// 

You can get away with murder, literally, and kidnapping is practically nothing.they just slap your hand, throw you out of the jail, and then put another tax and fee on the jail so they can go back out and recapture you again.you have to admit, this local government really knows how to make money. http:// 

That’s just about the ONLY THING they know how to do. They can get Jesus Christ’s blood out of  a stone, and ignore all those screams while they’re doing it.so I would say, considering our little dinner bash, on them, it was tit for tat. Sooner or later, poor as we were, we voters had to get SOMETHING out of all those taxes we pay. http:/

And if it was their blood, just make sure it’s really good Cabernet red. http:// http:/

the next evening, as we were getting all set up for all the cooking, my friend from the cardboard box showed up, and accounted for all the separate, live, “ingredients” on the menu. http://

“I was very careful not to mortally wound anyone, all they have are broken bones. But I know you’re cooking anyhow, I didn’t think a couple of busted bones would do any harm.” He said.  http://  http://  http://

“No, that’s not a problem with some recipes it would be, but we’re also going to use the bone morrow, because it’s so rich and nutritious. And we’re going to have to break a few bones, to have a little morrow, so what’s a little bones broken? I know you tied them up really well, and gagged them pretty well, like you usually do, little danger of screams getting out.”I replied.  http://

He hesitated, and looked slightly guilty, if you could see an expression underneath the dirt. “I had to kind of, pick up an extra morsel, because some guys from the sheriff department, had to be included; when I picked up the Mayor, they were just coming from her house, and when I bagged her, they put up such a ruckus, I used tear gas on them, to calm them down. http:// 

“So if you see extra groceries in there, that’s why. Just consider it an extra, you don’t have to pay for.”

I thanked him, for the little extra, not saying anything about how much softening ingredient I would have had to use on the cops, knowing just how wrinkled, hard, and generally stony cops are,especially for such a quick menu. They should have spent at least a week, in brine, in the refrigerator, getting some flavor.  http://

Maybe we would have to donate them, finally to, green Hill pet shelter, and they could use them to feed their animals.kind of, the opposite of horsemeat.the next time I watched “cops”,on TV, I would consider it rather a cooking show. http://

my next-door neighbor and I, were very cheerfully, getting out all the “ingredients”, using tazers, and electric cattle prods, to arrange all the ingredients on the appropriate cooking ranges. http://

The mayor was getting accommodated to her spit, over a roaring fire, and the other “ingredients” were slightly sedated, by a conk on the head with my iron frying pan.

Our other neighbors were arriving cheerfully, armed with similar instruments of “discipline”, and we all got cooking, happily, very satisfied with my cardboard box friends’ grocery shopping.  http:// http://

in fact, I asked him to stay to dinner, and he said, okay, because he hadn’t seen such a rich and well paid bunch of gourmet food, in a long time; it was starting to smell appetizing.  http://

as we were standing around, waiting for some of the thicker meat, to get a little more roasted, and basting it regularly, we all had a glass of very red Cabernet, and I had to admit it was unusually good. http://

“what kind of Cabernet is this?” I asked my neighbor, who had gotten the bottle out. “I know, isn’t it wonderful? Something I brewed up myself, from the very richness of local government fruitiness, spiked with authority, leadership, and the taste of power and almost, MONEY.” http:/

I agreed with her, yes, it did taste like money, just like the rare blood you squeeze out of a rock, or out of a Eugene resident, and Lane, County taxpayer. But somehow this was different,it had even MORE RICHNESS, and MORE authority and power!http://

she had been very busy, carefully getting her money’s worth, extracting the juice of governmental ability, and liberal excess resources. Of course our “ingredients” didn’t mind, they had pretty easily accessible veins in their arms. Nobody was difficult to stick a needle in.those tazers are wonderful instruments, in the right hands.  http:// http://

I was feeling a little heady, and lightheaded, and uplifted; we finally lit into our meal, savoring the rich, well cooked and superbly spiced flesh. Everybody complemented us on our cooking, but all we can say in reply was “we had such rich and advantaged, spoiled, pampered, and expensively-raised “ingredients”, there was no way it could turn out any other manner but extreme gourmet.” http://

next May,right after election day, we’ll probably have our banquet again. Providing that they keep replenishing plenty of expensive “ingredients” in the local government system.

How could they not? That’s where all the money in the city and county went, not into any services or schools or jails. It went right into the MEAT of the County and city government. – Right into all our leaders and wonderful officials. We had to get our money’s worth somehow. http:// http:/

Just remember, the most delicious part is the palms of the hands. At least, that’s what they say in New Guinea.  http:// http://

(sandraminadotty, at our yearly May barbecue and banquet, in Eugene Oregon,where all we eat is Sweet.  :)  )…http://  http:// http:/

 

THANKS TO ERNIE!!

NEW KITTY COMES HOME.TO EUGENE,OREGON!

here I come home, with my new Kitty, who was a three-year-old, pedigreed, female Burmese cat. I am very happy to have her home. http://

(more later on this subject:I will later write the rest of it!to be continued:)

MAY, in OREGON!  http://

Hi, here we are in Eugene Oregon, and it is May;May is the traditional month in Eugene Oregon, to have our local government try to pass ridiculous fees and taxes on we homeowners and property owners, and also renters, because they have mismanaged all the funds of the city and the county, and they expect us to make up for it.

Of course, it costs a lot of money to hold the election, especially since we all vote by MAIL now, which is a lot more practical and efficient. So you could say that the month of May is traditional for the local government and city, and county, Lane, to spend more money, trying to get more money out of us. – Which in this economy particularly, and this being Oregon, is like trying to get very rare blood type out of a stone.

The Liberals and the Democrats and the “we want bigger government and fancier” – people who live here, are usually not Oregonians, and they don’t understand that this County and city of Eugene and Lane is perpetually BROKE.

We are broker that we used to be,(if that is even a word, sorry, William Safire) because we no longer have the working class lumber industry to help us, so we’re doubly broke. Any jobs you can get here, pay about nine dollars or $10 an hour, if you’re lucky to get that much, and they have no benefits whatsoever.we probably have more homeless people here thousands and thousands, then we do have working people or middle-class who actually have a roof over their heads. http://

and the people who rule us,are the rich people, who own everything, and take over government leadership. Sound familiar? That’s the present state of America.

also,the fact is, everybody from all or the country is coming here, because they have heard that the homeless are put up with, given food, and even public housing, and they are coming at a fantastic gait, from everywhere in the US. – Oh, yes and over the border too.

And yet,our fantastic city of Eugene and County of Lane determinedly ignores the fact that old people, Oregonians, broke people, and family people with no money, do not have any more money for TAXES, or, the mayors’ NEW CITY HALL!http://

we also don’t have more money to feed and house all the homeless that the mayor and our government is encouraging to come here from everywhere!  http://

Yes you heard me correctly, Mayor Kitty, meow meow, decided she wants a new City Hall to complement her  tiara of diamonds and rubies; they are BLOOD diamonds, and BLOOD rubies, naturally.very appropriate. Her nickname is “Mayor Vampira” because she likes to drink our blood,and then complain we didn’t give her enough.

It is rumored that she is a member, actively, of the Communist Party, which I probably believe. After all, the upper class of communist countries, are the “oligarchy” which are the rich and powerful ruling class at the top.and that’s exactly how she acts.

–besides that, she is very dishonest, megalomaniac, and out of her tree, with fantastic, hallucinatory visions of Eugene Oregon, turning into the “MECCA OF ART OF THE UNITED STATES”; I’m not kidding, that’s what she says! She’s really SCHIZOPHRENIC and PSYCHOTIC.completely OUT of reality! (I am not the only one who has made that statement, the Eugene register guard said it, in so many words.) http://

No wonder she’s running for office a lot. I just described the American politician.

but as to her communist beliefs, communist countries are nothing but OLIGARCHIES, dictatorships by a rich ruling class.http://

Heck, they may as well be South American Banana Republic’s!that describes Eugene Oregon to a T.– except we don’t have the bananas, pity. But ALL of our farming and gardening here, is now pretty lean.

basically, Eugene Oregon is being shaped very well and efficiently into a NONFUNCTIONAL COMMUNIST STATE. Definitely NONFUNCTIONAL. A specially the County and city leaders, the mayor, the commissioners, and all the people upstairs like the planning department.completely NONFUNCTIONAL!– as in, NO business, NO jobs, NO industry, NO agriculture anymore, and NO MONEY to do anything with, let alone give to our government.

don’t even think about moving here, unless you want to live on the street.

But to get back to reality, the grimmest of the grim, here it is May, and we not only have our traditional money hungry government squeeze us hard for all the blood they can squeeze out, but we also have our traditional, (now it is) of “world climate change” – POLLEN.(more on that later) http://

(I should be talking about my new kitty,who is a three-year-old, female, and she has very dark points on her feet, her tail, her face; she’s beautiful! Her body is darker than a Siamese, nice and solid, yet soft, and she has beautiful big blue eyes. She is the Mona Lisa of Cats! HUBBA HUBBA!

(and we are getting along very well it is true; she’s getting used to a larger place, my little house, and getting used to me, (as bad as I am, I do have a sweet side, ha ha) hugging and kissing , purring,and she loves to sleep on my bed now.

She also loves to HIDE everywhere, to take deep catnaps.she loves the new larger longer hall way, and she actually runs so fast, she can slide way up the wall, in a swoop, and at one point I saw her swoop clear up the door jam, affix herself to it with all four paws, and hang their for a minute or two like a mountain goat!

I’ve never seen a cat do that before. I know she’s Burmese, maybe she’s related to white tiger also? The kind from Las Vegas?either that, or she has INSTANT GLUE on her paws.

I am very happy with her, and I want to buy her some more kitty toys; an older lady could not take care of her anymore, so I found her on Craig’s list. She came with a “Cat –Trump-TOWER” scratching and exercising post, built like New York City.  http://

Plus, I also inherited an “automatic, self cleaning, electric litter box”, which I hooked up in the bathroom – next to my litter box.they also gave me dry cat food, bowls for it, and a tiny bottle of kitty treats. She does have a favorite “squeaky mouse” on a line, which I can dangle in front of her and get her to chase. But that’s about her only Kitty toy right now.– aside from the Indianapolis 500 Hall Way.

she doesn’t exactly me-ow, she SQUEAKS, in a very high note, which is her version of a meow. Very cute. She’s definitely beautiful, fun, sweet, affectionate, intelligent, sensitive (you can tell that),and the perfect kitty to make a very good companion.

– –if I could only find a MALE HUMAN half as good! http://

(I want to learn to draw and paint her, once I can get better views of her, and she sits down and stays there, also, I want some photographs of her if I can. Very photographic kitty!the old lady’s daughter showed me her picture on a iPhone, when she came to see me about her, and I was HOOKED from that moment on.besides Mona Lisa, she’s probably the Marilyn Monroe of cats!)

now, as to our FABULOUS POLLEN – INDUSTRY!

The Willamette Valley has the most killer pollen probably in all of Oregon or United States. We ought to have tourist groups, in, just to experience it, we would probably have them on morphine and oxygen tanks in no time!climatologists say that it’s because, we no longer have very much rain in Oregon, (in fact we now have 10 years of drought,and sunshine, which for Oregon, is like a cheap streetwalker who suddenly wins the lottery,) very unlikely, but we’ve got it now.

 it is KILLER POLLEN.http://

I’m not even exaggerating; why doesn’t the County and the city just TAX POLLEN, and make it pay plenty of money to the government? After all, it is the virulant beast that has taken over the entire Valley!

I’m very reminded of the movie “the happening” with Zooey Deschanel, in a long black wig, and her husband, and others, back east, fleeing from the KILLER ENVIRONMENT. The one that makes all human beings kill themselves!

WHOOPIE.a sure cure for overpopulation! Just let your rose garden THORN you to death! Let your sunflowers lull you into a horrible state of depression, making the recession of the United States, feel even worse,because you have nothing to eat but sunflower seeds. Hey, if I had nothing to eat but sunflower seeds, I’d kill myself too!

I wish I was exaggerating; my friend took her 18-year-old son to the doctor, because he was so bad off with allergies, he couldn’t breathe, and was very sick. Everybody I know, or hear of, has very bad SINUS INFECTIONS, which is something I get several times a year here. http://

I take so many antibiotics, every year,I get YEAST INFECTIONS from them, because they kill off all the yeast in my body, in my digestive system. I have been forced to take a monster amount of probiotics, acidophilus, and then extra yeast tablets, along with that. The only problem with the yeast tablets, are that you suddenly become the most unpopular person in the room, and the smell has everybody murmuring” who is the stinking- ass- hole?!”

That’s the only drawback of yeast; when you get enough in you, everybody near you can tell.

but the thing about yeast tablets, and yeast powder supplements, is they refurbish the yeast in your body, hopefully so you can bypass the yeast infections. Considering, that for women yeast infections are the equivalent of a man getting a bad case of “sailors delight”, taking in  yeast is the very least of the problem!

so if you are a woman who doesn’t know, how to keep from having yeast infections all the time, now you know,  http://

.rather than buying lots of expensive,pure, cranberry juice, and swigging it down, you might want to find your local pharmacy or health food store, and stock up on acidophilus tablets, or capsules, (“billions and billions of cells!”), And take about – three capsules at least a day, and then in addition, yeast tablets also, or powdered yeast.

the worst you can do, is humiliate yourself in public, and then pretend, it wasn’t you. But believe me, if you’re a woman that is far less horrible than the standard yeast infection.

I don’t know what happens to men, if they don’t have enough yeast in their bodies and digestive system, but we women have our gynecologists or medical doctors on speed dial, for the moment we catch a symptom.

considering the state of medical care in the United States, your medical doctor or gynecologist would probably just have to “call in the prescription needed to the pharmacy,” rather than get you into an office call.

I can’t see anyone putting up with a yeast infection, especially the kind I get, namely, the ” ROARING-ZOMBIE”, a type that many women are familiar with, and waiting a day or two, while you are eaten alive by the entire crew of “the walking dead” TV show.

you might not turn into a zombie yourself, but you will be guaranteed to wind up in the ER, screaming and yelling, and refusing to sit down.http://

very often, a doctor does not even like to give a pelvic exam, to a woman with a bad yeast infection; he might find himself plastered on the ceiling, from the force of the screams, with every instrument embedded in the walls,and the attending nurse blown right out the window.

So we women in “the valley of death” try to keep yeast infection medicine in our bathroom cabinet, just in case we get hit by the monster – zombie-of-Yeast-Infections, after taking antibiotics. http://

And if you’re a man, you don’t want to be around your woman, or any woman, because she’s likely to turn into one of the screaming bitches from the old TV show “Dynasty” or  that show about the rich Texans in North-fork, Texas,who scratch each other’s eyeballs out, over oily money.

the alternative, lots of acidophilus tablets and stinky smelly brewers yeast, or yeast tablets starts to look very tame indeed. Even appetizing.

I believe that the only symptom of low yeast-count in men, is fatigue, tiredness, lack of energy. Unfortunately, that sounds just like any man you could ever know, in the US who’s unemployed, trying to get a job, or petrified that he will lose the job he has, or trying to pay taxes to the IRS and still have enough left to eat and put a roof over his head, and a family.

“Everyman.” http://

so it’s hard to tell when a MAN has a low yeast count; he’s more likely to be DEPRESSED from watching the federal government not functioning,  refusing to solve real problems, and letting us all eventually turn into baboon-tribes in Africa thus eliminating thousands of years of evolution of Homo Sapiens.

I don’t think that extra yeast is a cure for that. Too bad.cause we really need one.

but there are other ways to handle the murderous pollen of the Willamette Valley in May; like, for example, LEAVE THE PLACE. Go and stay at the coast of Oregon, and inhale fog, cold, or, if you’re lucky in the summer, nice warm beautiful weather on luxurious sands you have to pay for, literally every time you go to the beach. http://

Yes, in Oregon, all those indelible “the best things in life are free,” are not free HERE. We make you pay for NATURE.right through your pollen – laden little NOSE. We have taxes and fees, and licenses for everything the thing you do in Oregon all recreational things, and little bicycles with little motors, have to have an automobile license.

If you fish, if you boat, if you Hunt, hike,climb, if you go to the beach, if you go to the forest, if you go to the parks,the fairs, here, everything you do here, particularly outdoors, you have to pay a FEE or TAX on.http://

if your cat kills a mouse, rat, or bird, you have to pay for a hunting license for him. Ditto your dog.

Any agricultural animals you have here, are routinely taxed. Don’t try milking a goat here, without paying the “goat – milking – fee”.Ditto for any farm or garden hobby or job.Watch out if you grow daffodils; there is a special “daffodil tax”. And if you don’t pay it, they will dig out your daffodils.the tax people here are RUTHLESS. Besides that, I don’t think they like flowers anyway.

Any activities on the beach or coast are likewise taxed; anywhere you park your car or vehicle, is doubly taxed, because they are taxing not only the vehicle, but the people inside. Watch out for the “little person passenger seat-fee” it’s kind of hefty.http://

because Lane County is so tax – crazy, there are numerous fees that perhaps other counties don’t have or that are less.Oregon in general, is really tax happy, because this is a liberal Democrat state, and they don’t believe in democracy or a free country.It Is not free, if you don’t pay for it. http://

Of course they have travel-fees,and vacation taxes(more on that later, while I take a nap)  http://

PRESSURE-COOKING CRIME, AND BAD, HIP-BEHAVIOR,IN EUGENE,OREGON!!

and draw what they do and

“I LOOK FOR A CAT, SIAMESE,OF MY OWN:”

there are Cat shelters in Eugene Oregon, even though we have no jail. I guess that tells you something about the priorities of people in this town, and our local government. But most of all it tells you about what kind of people live here who control all the politics, and love their cute little animals to death.

But somehow, they don’t seem to care about PEOPLE. the way you can tell, is that recently, I decided that since I was a lowly old maid, correct that, independently living free of a male Boring slob, who insists I do everything for him, I decided that I needed a cat finally.

why did I want a cat?because I was a very old lady, in my 60s, not married, and to tell the truth, I preferred the company of cats. Once you are my age, if you look at old men your age, it occurs to you “Gee,,those are a bunch of old guys with white hair, bald, a paunch, ugly” and the last thing you want to do, is to date someone your own age.

besides,all the old guys my age are married, and on the make, despite their wives. They seem to get more lecherous, with less ethics about their behavior, at this age. And believe me, it is very unbecoming. Frankly, it looks really DISGUSTING. And it is not sexy, and it is not attractive. They all look like your grandfather.

So if I wanted companionship and affection, I would have to get a cat.besides, the only cleanup you have to do for a cat, is his litter box; with an old guy, you have to do the dishes, cook do the housework wait on him, and then take him  to the doctor when he had a heart attack. And, the chances very great that you’re going to end up as his caregiver, night and day, with no breaks, until the day he dies, which isn’t nearly soon enough.

All of you out there, who are still romantic and filled with the idea of love, let me tell you, it doesn’t survive all the way. The main reason for it is to mate, have kids, raise them, and then do anything you want. – Including break up with the old guy, if you no longer need him for money.

Or, he does that to you, because he wants a younger wife.so that romantic song, that goes “love goes out the window/when there’s nothing to eat, nothing to drink/nothing to wear/put a frown/when the chips are down”– should include “Will you still need me, will you still feed me/when I’m 64?” – Which is also pretty realistic. Thank you, Beatles.

Those people who survived with affection and love, are very lucky. Probably, they had to WORK AT IT like hell. Otherwise, it doesn’t WORK all by itself.

but I also had finally read the news,about the “pressure cooker – terrorists,” who had struck at the Boston Marathon, and hit   at the crowd with exploding macaroni, buried with shrapnel. I don’t think it was a macaroni that killed them; although it does that quite a bit.

I thought to myself, “Gee, I guess we shouldn’t underestimate those Muslim terrorists, who think that Islam is the living end; it looks like they’re going to be OUR LIVING END!

“Weren’t they supposed to be these peaceloving, Muslim preachers, who went and gave a speech to all the Jews at the local “Reconstructionist” synagogue in Lane County? I think that was the same bunch. And they lectured all the Jews about how, they really love them, and it was only a small fringe that was making the trouble.”

“I sure hope that the Rabbi has taken this to heart, otherwise, he and his congregation could easily wind up slow cooked, with a great pressure someday, and it wouldn’t be kosher either.who wants to wind up like chopped liver?”

“Just because you underestimated the enemy,and were crazy enough to decide that he wanted to live beside you in Israel, in complete piece, and not explode you and your relatives anymore!

“Who the heck would be that crazy, to underestimate Muslems in the Middle East, who, when their kids go to school, do math in this way;; “if you have 10 Jews, and you killed six, how many Jews do you have left to kill?”(I’m not kidding, I got that experience from a friend, who had to go to school with them, and sat there, and sweated a lot because she was Jewish.)

if it had been me, I might have decided to regularly pack a AK-47 in my bookbag, and never forget it. Forget your lunch, just don’t forget your ammo at school. You never know when some kindly, religious, Middle Eastern Muslim, would decide to send you to Heaven, to sort out all the virgins.

But obviously it looked like the United States was catching up to Israel; now, we were the ones getting the exploding bombs in crowds, killing everybody at once, instead of Israel! What were the poor Palestinians trying to tell us? Maybe they didn’t like Christians, and Americans, anymore than they liked Israelis and Jews.

but we have gotten away from the subject of, what happens in Eugene Oregon, which is  not far from activities like the Boston Marathon.this was diverting me from my main goal in life at this time, which was, adopting a nice Siamese cat, adult, or nice Siamese kitten.I was still on good terms with the Siamese, even if I wasn’t on good terms with the Islamese.

So I got on the computer, and started to look up all the animal shelters, and especially green Hill animal shelter in Eugene. I went through all the listings, of animals, and finally got to the CATS.(unfortunately, the word “cats”, also reminded me of our most unfavorite, Mayor Kitty; she who meowed long and strong, and had the worst claws in town.)

we did not have any time here,to worry about exploding macaroni or atomic pasta, because once again, in may, Lane County and Eugene government was going to try, heartily, to put more fees and taxes on us, and break our backs with it.

It costs enough to do all that election, and the chances were, the way everyone felt about our local government and our Mayor Kitty, she was lucky that she didn’t get tarred and feathered, and rode out of town on a pole, at this point.

but back to my cat hunt;I became aware, that there were tons and tons of animal shelters, and 1 million animal and Rescue clinics, and contacts, online, and there were 10 million extra cat shelters, and cat foster care; the last time, several years ago that I had gone to green Hill animal shelter, they had an immense room, like a concert hall, filled with nothing but cats.

so I became increasingly aware, that in this community, of carrying, loving, and affectionate people, the main preoccupation of these lovable people,WAS CATS, CATS, CATS,CATS,CATS, DOGS,PITBULLS,DOGS, AND STILL MORE CATS!    – – overwhelmingly, in stead of PEOPLE. Somehow, PEOPLE had fallen off the list of “living beings”. They have become replaced with DOMESTIC BEINGS, in the form of  cats; CATS AND DOGS.

I kept going through the multitudinous, online listings of wonderful fantastic cat shelters, cat rescues, People who love cats, and dogs people who love dogs; and supposedly, all the different breeds of cats, as many as you could wish for. Finally, I got to the section “online Siamese cat rescue shelter and super rescue Association”, and I tried to get the listing on Siamese cat. ANY Siamese cat.

What did I find?I found everything but Siamese cats; mostly I found very old, dying, disabled, abandon because of long shedding hair, severe health problems, and everything else you can imagine, that a cat could still have, and stay alive. And, they all had LONG HAIR. Exactly what I wasn’t looking for. In desperation, I went through “Congolese cats” because they were part bread from Siamese.

Then I went for “snowshoe cats”, “Tonkenese cats” because they were related to Siamese cats. And then I had to register for any “multitudinous, Siamese related Cats”, because they had some little teeny bit of Siamese blood. A little. However, there weren’t any. None or all.

At the end of several hours on the computer, going through wonderfully preserved, and program geniuous-rescue-email-alert,there was suddenly a flash on the screen, and a sign said blinking on and off seriously “the cat you have just looked at, is going to be put under the axe, if it is not adopted very soon” —-FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!! EMERGENCY!!

I looked at the photograph of the cat, you could hardly see it, because it was hiding under all the hair.(somehow, all these wonderful rescue, agency – programs, were not paying attention to my listing at all; which firmly stated, NO LONG HAIR. In fact, they weren’t  paying attention to any of it.as far as they considered, they would just as soon give me a DOG, or a WART HOG.)

I was getting nowhere fast; it dawned on me, if there are any nice Siamese adult, or Siamese kittens, nobody was going to list them in any of these cat rescues are Shelters; they were getting the dregs of the cat  Society. Any nice cats, were already scooped up by friends or neighbors or relatives, and the only thing that cat rescue Shelters God was,  cats Who were on the last highway, heading for the last Roundup.

so, in my futile search, when I decided I would have to go to Siamese cat breeders, and also advertise on craigslist, and pay a BUNCH OF MONEY, just to get a Siamese cat, it also occurred to me “GEE, (I know, I don’t have very exciting expletives) if they took all this money, and all that work, plus all the tons of money, they raise, for all these Shelters and cat rescue clinics,cat  Medicine,cat Asthma pills,and cat inhalers,and they just put it In the Lane County and Eugene jail, they wouldn’t have to let out all the rapists and murderers all the time!”

I took a break for tea,an antihistamine medicine, my next-door neighbor came over to say hi, and see if she could swipe some Benadryl. I told her my problem, and my wonderful idea, about abandoning all the abandoned cats, and instead putting all the money for the shelters, into the HUMAN JAIL instead. Somehow she didn’t go for the idea.

“WHY not?” I asked mystified. “Well,” she explained, “there are probably more animal lovers in Eugene, Oregon, then there are people who are worried about rapists getting out of jail. It’s just a sense of, Oregon priorities. You know.”

Somehow, I didn’t know. I had been in another state for years also, where I had to make a living, and the idea of supporting tons and tons of cats, when you could be supporting your SAFETY AGAINST CRIME,and keeping your kids from getting raped and sodomized, still just didn’t make sense to my logical, human loving mind.

was this another types of society, completely divorced from the legal system, where rapists roamed free, and murderers put flowers in their hair, and tripped over the meadows?and cats and dogs lived high on the  HOG,and all the money was reserved for super pets, and not for crumbling roads, dangerous freeways, badly designed, and EMX BUS SYSTEMS that cost millions and only served downtown commuters? and no one else?

That would explain,the fact that nobody took public transportation, unless they were absolutely destitute and homeless; even the poorest person alive owned a gas-belching,smog-car,because the money went to cats and dogas,instead of roads and bus lines!every single working person I knew, told me, no matter what hours they worked, they refused to take the bus system, because it wasn’t there when they needed it, ever, and all the bus lines everywhere have been cut to shreds.

|”CATS,CATS,CATS!we love our CATS!!! THERE ARE NO BUS LINES AND CRUMBLING ROADS,THERE ARE NEW CITY HALLS, BUT THERE ARE NO JAILS!!”

“CATS,DOGS,CATS,dogs, live high on the hog!!Where pedophiles live free, to get you,kid,yes, THEE!!

“WE LIKE TO STARVE OUR KIDS TO DEATH!! BUT GOVERNOR KITZHABER, LOVES MOTHER-MURDERERS TOO MUCH!!”DON’T EXECUTE THEM, THAT’S TOO UNKIND!!”

“JUST DON’T BLEED ALL OVER HIS CARPET,AND HE WON’T MIND; HE’D NEVER KILL A KID-KILLER, HE’S TOO LIBERAL-ASSIGNED!   IF YOU ARE SIX-YEARS OLD,AND KILLED BY SOME SWINE; MAYBE KID-KILLERS SHOULD JUST GET FINED!

“BUT GOD FORBID, OUR CATS GO WITHOUT FOOD! IT’S A WIERD ATTITUDE, AND SOME PEOPLE THINK ITS RUDE!!TO LOVE CATS AND DOGS SO MUCH, AND KID-MURDERERS,TOO!!

I had fallen asleep, on the desk in front of the computer, like Alice in Wonderland or Alice through the looking glass, and I found that, hopefully, all that nightmare was completely gone just like the red Queen.

But when I looked up, there it was on the screen; 1 million dog and cat shelters, and money to keep them upholstered, and away from death, and anything nasty like that.

But the reality was,it was a weird attitude; all this love and attention for millions of pets, and all their money, all they could get! But when it came to funding the jail, and keeping the criminals in, it just weren’t FAIR!!

the people in town, like to make a joke, that Eugene was different, and Eugene wasn’t a square; and that people in Eugene were hip, green,and anyone else was nowhere..and everybody was ECO-TRIPPING, and courageous to global warming, and so fashionable, and being green, and outrageously all-knowing, they didn’t have to follow the rules.and they were so proud of that!

It made them better than everyone else, that they didn’t worry about keeping a jail, but keeping their animals, stray cats and dogs, and millions of them, in stir, in pet mansions, pet clinics, dog and cat shelters, cat rescues, that was the most important thing in the world!

Besides,like my neighbor said “Eugene people have different priorities, and, if there is astray murderer or rapist,or rank pedophile; that’s JUST EUGENE!  THAT’S JUST THEIR STYLE!” and everyone knows, style is more worthwhile. And keeping millions of dogs and cats, and focusing all over a new City Hall, instead of keeping a smelly old jail, that they don’t want after all, that is A BALL!

so I decided, to go to a Siamese cat breeder, or advertise on craigslist for one, or kitten one, instead of going to millions of  animal shelters, and tons of rescue systems, because I was getting lonesome for my kitty.

of course, I could’nt take a bus,they got cut for EMX; and I hadn’t gotten my carrying-license, yet,for my .38. No way would I linger out in Eugene alone at night.But I felt sorry for the victums, and unlucky kids, who suffered this “Hip Eugene Attitude” of “We Just Don’t Care!”–who were not safe here,in this town, anywhere.

“This is a strange tale, but it is true; Kitzhaber loves kid-murderers, he don’t love YOU.

“Eugene loves cats and dogs, tons of thems, and rapists, too; and pretty new CITY HALLS,but no bus lines, they’re POO!

“AND Eugenians proudly say that they;re GLAD they are “wierd”; who needs public safety, when you can grow a beard??It’s just the “Liberal way”; give criminals a chance!!They;re really not such bad guys,cause they too love BEER!!

” As long as they love ecology, carbon footprints, and “sustainability”!  and they hate capitalism,Conservatives, and LAWS!!

“EUGENIANS HATE LAWS!!

I knew my kitty would be somewhwere, waiting for me,but I worried about the rapist-victums, and the kids who had no chance, and a town that hated the law, the constitution,and public safety and reviled capitalism to such a degree. But giggled wildly over a new city hall, a palace , and legalizing marajuana so family-members could toke it too.

And obsessed over every stray cat and dog, but forgot everything else; and I knew i would soon have to get my carrying-license for my gun, if I ever dared to go out here at night.

It wasn’t safe in “wierd attitude, hip Eugene”cause there was NO LAW, and even a wild cat wouldn’t survive this wonderful, liberally-free atmosphere, 

(signing off, Sandraminadotty, in Eugene, Oregon, USA, where not having law and order is OK!! But saving millions of cats and dogs is so important, and having new pretty city halls is more important; so regressive-punishing-taxes is OK!! CAUSE THAT;S THE EUGENE WAY!! ha ha!!  :)

 

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“CARPET-BAGGED EUGENE, OREGON,INVASION OF THE CALIFORNICATORS!!

you probably know what a”carpetbagger” is; after the Civil War, many crooks and swindlers from the North, came into the South, which was destroyed completely by the Civil War, and bought up all the Southerners property, homes, everything, because the North and the carpetbagging intruders, put all the taxes up high, on the homes and properties of the poverty-stricken southern families. So, a carpetbagger from the North, was very likely to buy up everything, in the South, and those Southerners became permanently very poverty-stricken.

Of course, Lincoln didn’t care about that, he was only interested in making sure that he forced all the states to accept the amendment which erased slavery in every single state in the union, including the South. So not only did all the Southerners lose their land, their homes, and everything they owned, because of huge taxes imposed by the North and carpetbaggers, they also lost all of their slaves http://without being paid for them either.

and, because of all this, and the ridiculous, erroneous civil war, which never should’ve come about, and which Lincoln was so keen on, the southern part of United States still hates the North and the federal government to this day. If they could, those southern states would form an alliance, wait for a day when the federal government was in huge crisis and helpless, and then secede from the union forever.

That is what the Civil War did to the United States; split it in half, permanently, for the rest of eternity.those southern states will never forgive the federal government or the North, for destroying their culture and their peoples, and their very lives, and if the federal government, as I said above, ever gets too weakend, they could easily take the opportunity to leave.

 the subject of “carpetbagging”, is very relevant to Oregon, and Eugene Oregon particularly. Of course that’s happened in Portland, and all the other areas of Oregon. But of course since I have to live in Eugene, I’ve seen it happen there in an extreme way myself.

I hear those stories that a whole large group of New Yorkers, moved en masse, to Portland, and pretty much made it their new home. And they brought everything with them.they also, especially from California, all areas, inundated the western part of Oregon, among that, Eugene, city, and the County of Lane.

I’m not sure exactly when most of this happened;at first, it happened gradually, and then over the years, more and more Californians pour into Oregon, and took it over right quickly. Before you knew it, it wasn’t Oregon anymore it was “New California”.

What happened eventually, was that California taxed itself and its citizens right into a huge cosmic blackhole; California became unaffordable even to those natives, or people who did well, and they all did something else in turn; they dumped California, and carpet bagged themselves right into Oregon and took it all over,all the property, & govt.. They could do that, they had plenty of money, plenty of power, and Oregon was a pretty passive, broke, uneducated, and backward little bunch of nubs of trees.

(yes, they chopped down all the trees in Oregon anyhow, so there was nothing left but nubs. That’s how human beings are, they go into a rich area, they take advantage of it, chop down all the trees, pull out all the minerals and riches, and destroy it. And then they leave. Ditto California.they did it to good old CA, and then they dumped it and left.)

so after all the Californicators screwed over California, and ruined it, making it unlivable and unaffordable, they decided to all go into Oregon, and do the exact same thing to it. They brought all their vices, their bad politics,drugs, crime, environmentalism, organic and vegetarian politics,even all their leftover dogs nobody wanted, and every single little vice and quirk, including all their hippies and undesirables of every shape and color and form.

the other thing they brought with them, was their desire to tax all the local homeowners, and property owners who already lived there, to build up places like Eugene, and Portland, but we’re talking about Eugene right now, so they could make it beautiful and glamorous, and completely unaffordable, just as they had done to California..

I asked one of them, “why did you come to Eugene, a place that has nothing,, and no jobs?” The reply was “oh, you have a real community here, and real people, so we really were looking for that.” “Why didn’t you conserve the community you had, where you had lived before?”

The person did not want to answer me, and looked embarrassed; nobody from California wants to admit that they drilled their own community right into the ground, and now they were looking for somebody else’s, to do the same thing to.so the person instead of replying, just gave me a very wide, fake, grin, in answer.

I was used to that kind of reply from Californians, by now. They didn’t want to talk about WHY they had left California, and WHY their ex-state was now in bankruptcy, from their living high off the hog for so long. They had all just FLED, and refused to own up to any responsibility for their former state.

that would not have been so bad, except that, like the old Northerners after the Civil War, all these carpetbagging “Californicators” brought all their STUFF with them, and strangely, they didn’t want to be friends with Oregonians; they wanted to be friends and associate with only OTHER CALIFORNIANS, who had also moved there enmasse. I found that out right away.

I had gone to one of their very large, new, California created churches, and that’s what I got; all the people who were born in Oregon, and Oregonians were on one side of the church, and all the Californians who had come there and put up a brand-new huge monster church for themselves, were on the other side not associating with the rest of the natives.

I could see now, why the group who had moved to Portland, from New York City, had decided to do it all in one mass bunch; once they got to Portland, they wouldn’t have to have anything to do with any real Portlanders, or real Oregonians.

They wouldn’t have to put up with “real Oregon” at all; they could transplant all their own problems, money, culture, political beliefs, and politics and power, and take over the city and pretend it was “new little New York City”.and that’s exactly what they did.

Clever little characters!I also wondered, why didn’t they just bring the Brooklyn Bridge, and the Statue of Liberty with them, to complete the illusion?only probably because they were too heavy and big to move.

but, they brought everything else they could possibly move, or pack, or replicate. Replicate, replicate, replicate, COPY!in Portland, they even installed real criminal gangs, drugs, and a gay mayor, who turned out to be a pedophile and had sex with children.

yes, they did bring everything from New York.ALL of it.

I often wondered if Seattle Washington was the same way;if it no longer had any Washington natives, or people who had families and had been born there, but simply had Microsoft or what ever it was, move there in a very large group, all at one time, and just took it all over.(“GET OUT, NATIVES! Get out get out, this is our city now!”)

this probably happened to other states, who over the years had several other states decide to invade it, bring all their power and money with them, and just take it over. Eventually, a lot of the states would decide that they didn’t like being INVADED, by the other states, and they would set themselves up either as a separate country, or put laws into their  state legislature, limiting the amount of outsiders who could move in.

Of course that was against federal government regulations, but who gives a SHIT about them anyway? The record of the federal government is, they break so many laws of their own, and laws of the Constitution, the United States, and their own government, and state laws, why the hell should we pay attention to them anymore? They’re not exactly innocent, are they? They are the experts on INVASION.

that’s why a lot of Oregonians decided to legalize marijuana, and everything else they could get away with; for example in Oregon it is legal to commit suicide. It takes a lot of legal finagling, but you could do it here.

People decide to apply for that, as soon as they’ve been thru one winter(including the frozen, snowing, hailing  spring);  tried to grow gardens or plants in a moldy, cold June & July;, and tried to find any jobs in Oregon, or tried to start a small business here; ( no one does that,they get red-taped, taxed, and throttled by facist rules and laws, and go broke. only crime and taxes flourish here.) ;or, tried to ever have an intelligent conversation with anyone who lives here.

That last reason has offed many an Oregonian. And it only got worse after the California invasion.

 Its easy to seriously consider suicide if you’ve lived in Oregon, and Eugene, long enough. It gives you hope that you won’t have to put up with life here indefinitely. THERE IS A WAY OUT!! THANK GOD! THANK GOD FOR KAVORKIAN!

As for the marijuana, the government will stop it from being a law, but since everybody is selling it, buying it, growing it, importing it, eating it, and supporting medical marijuana stores, nobody pays attention to it. Not in Oregon, and not in Los Angeles, California any longer either.

but as I said before, eventually Oregonians and even our stupid liberal legislature, may get sick and tired of having other states invade us, and take us over, and they will either resort to laws, or they’ll just drive them out in subtle ways. Or unsubtle ways. It’s only a matter of time. Keep the tar ready.

as for the governments of Oregon, being so fantastically liberal and socialist, they are not doing very well financially.they haven’t realized yet that, if you don’t have industry, business, small business, and plenty of jobs in your state,your state and local governments do not have any MONEY. Socialism cannot create MONEY.

But they still don’t want to admit that,until Salem falls right through the ground, in decay.and it just me take that to do it. Complete disintegration.who is doing well financially? TEXAS, that redneck right-wing state, all the liberals hate. But they don’t hate their money.they just refuse to admit, that Texas knows what it’s doing, and Oregon doesn’t.

it would be one thing, if all the Californians who came here, could bring business and industry, and moneymaking stuff like that with them; but, they don’t do that at all. They do just the opposite; they want to get money out of the taxpayers and citizens who already live here, and squeeze all that OUT OF THEM–

– FOR THEIR OWN NEEDS!  And  to sustain their OWN, GLAMEROUS, GOLF-PLAYING, PARK-BUILDING, LANDSCAPE-ENRICHING, NEW-CITY-HALL-BUILDING, TAX-PASSING , EXPENSIVE-CALIFORNIA-COPYING-LIVES!! They want to bankrupt WE OREGONIANS, force US to pay huge taxes, and they DON’T CARE if no one here HAS THE MONEY, OR IS BROKE!!!

Guys, readers, Eugene, OR, and Lane County, is ON THE SKIDS!!  There is no longer a lumber industry here, or small businesses, or even agriculture!! “Boutique farms” are not REAL FARMS!  They demand 3 bucks for a small apple! No one can AFFORD their “food”!  No body who lives HERE.

Try Beverly Hills! They’d love tiny, organic three-dollar apples!  SO CUTE!!  They’d go to the “Eugene Farmers market, ” and coo over tiny fruits and vegies, that cost 2,ooo dollars for a small bunch! If Lady Gaga ever moved here, (God Forbid) she’d walk around in 7-in. killer-heels, at the Eugene farmers’ market, and she’d buy tiny little organic fruits and vegetables to decorate her new stage-costume.

–you don’t EAT billion-dollar-costing produce.  You ENSHRINE IT

Some of my “native” friends don’t consider “Eugene farmer’s market” a “place where you get real food.” “But my daughter wants to save up, and buy a little organic squash, to put on a chain, and wear as JEWELRY.” says a friend. Yeah, who could resist it?  its so cute, it’s replacing DIAMONDS here.

But we dumb, uncouth, low-income, and penny-pinching Natives, we know you only find REAL food, in a discount-canned-foods-outlet, or Wal-Mart. Eating “organic bullshit” is too damned PRECIOUS, and makes everyone suspect yer a Homo; a rich Homo.

 And  it  doesn’t help that every  gay person, faggot,’ dike, and. lesbian in San Francisco, and CA, has  moved to Eugene, OR-also.  Don’t go to the Lane County Fair, in July, by yourself; other wise, you’ll run into lonely, single lesbians, also wandering around, scoping the F air out, looking for new girl friends.

 YOW!  Just what you need, huh, for a relaxing day at the Fair? Getting eyed and stalked by snaggle- toothed lesbians, in small gangs, eyeing you up and down!  SO   relaxing! GAHH!  

WATCH out!  She’s likely to follow you right into the” BEST VEGET ABLES “Display,. booths, and even ambush you by the SQUASH!

 If some other Californians, moved here with their families, trying to avoid pedophiles, large gangs of gays, Dikes on Bikes,Aggressively -homosexual Organizations, you moved to the wrong town; A huge amt, of Gays in CA.., have all moved to Oregon, and set up shop.

 And about all those people who moved here, to the” Green State’; who expect to raise wonderFul  gardens in the Willamette Valley?they ARE getting a little disappointed . when the spring May rain storms come, here,and knock all the blossoms off your fruit trees, and you get no fruit, THAT lS the Willamette Valley-growing-season!

 It used to be ,years ago, pretty good for gardens here;lots of people here USED TO do great gardening  here. NOT anymore!”world ClimateChange”came,and ruined the weather here!

Now,we just have FOG ,OVER CAST,No SUN. CLOUDY.FOG RAlN ,FOG, FOG. GRAY,BLACK,DARK,NO-LIGHT, F0G, OVERCAST, FREEZES, ECT. and on,and  on, and  on!  FOREVER!  Yes,you  can also call us” ALASKA”.

Believe me, plants ,flowers, fruit do NOT Like this weather.(More on next Entry “MORE NEW TAXES IN MAY!!

http://www.votenocityfee.org/

“NEW SKATE-BOARD-PARK, STILL NO JAIL? WIERD PRIORITIES in Eugene, OR”

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I was sitting around with my next-door neighbor, one morning at breakfast, while she was nursing her wounds from a couple days ago. I had tried to be a good hostess, and make Apple oatmeal muffins, but of course nothing can make you feel better when you’ve been heartily mugged. http://http://

“look here,” I said, reading the morning newspaper, (which I stole from my other neighbor on the other side, well, not really stealing; she throws it away after she reads the funny papers, and then I pick it up off the top of her outside garbage can.) No way I’m going to pay a dollar for it! – – “It says that Eugene is going to get a new skateboard park for all the kiddies, to-do skateboarding. That will keep your kid busy, won’t it?”http://

“He’s already pretty busy, what with that huge load of homework in classes that he has,” she said, with a icepack on the eye that was still bad.”besides, how the hell can this stupid city and town afford a new skate Park? They can’t even keep the schools open! I found out, they’re going to cut all the hours of the schools, because the budget is going into the toilet, and all the kids will be left out at all hours, chasing down all the homeless, and throwing rocks at them again. http://

“Not that I mind,” she ended, nastily.there was a great suspicion that the guys who had mugged her, stolen her purse, and forced her to get into her ATM machine, and take all the money out of her checking account, were running around pretending to be homeless, and living somewhere underneath a freeway overhang, or else were part of the left over OCCUPY pageantry. The ones that refused to leave. http://     http://

Heaven knows, we have enough thieves, burglars, muggers, and out right violent criminals here, we don’t need a skateboard park, with all those dangerous in-line skates going up somebody’s ass by mistake. I still didn’t trust those in line skates; I had been raised on regular rollerskates, and those in-line skates looked a lot too much like ice skates. Ice skates on land?On cement??

“it says here, on the front page, that the new skateboard park is going to be underneath a freeway overpass, and will cost $2 million and most of that the city is paying for. It’s been on the planning board for a long time”. http://http://

“Why the hell hasn’t there been a JAIL on the planning boards?!” She replied, angrily. “We don’t even have a stupid damn ass hole JAIL, they let all the guys out for rapists and criminals, and thieves and murderers! You’d think this was Chicago for God’s sake!”  http:// http://

“yeah, I know it’s gotten almost that bad, and the funny thing is, my friend in Michigan, knows Chicago so well, and she says it’s one of the worst most violent, dangerous places in the United States. And guess what? It’s got tons and tons of gun control laws. Doesn’t that just take the cake?” http://http://

“then who the hell, has the GUNS anyhow? If it has all those gun control laws, some of the highest amount in the country?! What are all those gun control laws doing there? are they just ignoring them?” http://    http://

“I don’t know, I know as much as you do”, I sighed, picking up my cuppa coffee; “I also don’t understand this article, in the Eugene newspaper, that says, all the states that have the most gun-control, have the least amount of violence! Yeah, my friend said Chicago and all around the area there, are overwhelmingly violent and dangerous! I don’t get it at all!”.http://        http://

“well, if you’re reading it in the register guard newspaper, of Eugene,” said my friend, dryly, “they’re probably just doing their usual reporting; LYING, that is. You know how they are; it’s some kind of fable or lie, if it proves their point, they stick it in. That’s what our news is around here. I wish I could get a hold of the Oregonian once in a while. Not that it’s much better but it’s better than the RG.”  http://        http://

She paused,”it says on the same cover, “a new skateboard park that cost 2 million bucks, and yet they’re cutting all the schools hours because they don’t have enough money!? And they still don’t have any jail, they’d rather build a skateboard park?http://

“I don’t understand this stupid ass hole town at all! Just what the hell do they think they’re doing? I ought to sue them, for letting the bugger out of jail so he could clobber me, that’s probably what happened!him and his little friend!”

“It’s true, Eugene has really weird priorities. Besides the skateboard park, and closing a lot of the schools, and cutting their hours, I guess they value putting up more high-rise low income, homeless- housing, instead of keeping a jail open. I stopped trying to understand Eugene a long time ago.” http://

“Any town, that values its hippies, and extreme liberal HIP – agenda, and being ORGANIC and GREEN, while they still have muggers and criminals running around attacking you, well, I guess we got most of the insane asylums from California who moved here a long time ago.  http://

“You know, California has closed a lot of its mental hospitals, permanently, because there broke also.I know that we inherited all their unwanted DOGS, and they all came up here.that’s why I never got a dog; I don’t want to encourage it. It makes sense, all their schizophrenics are running our town!http://

“Were already encouraging all the homeless to come here, because, the city and county government love them so much, and feed them at restaurants,downtown,and give them money to buy meth and crack, and lots of alcohol,and let them park anywhere they want.”

“I know, I see them standing around, smoking lots of cigarettes and drinking grain alcohol.” My friend said, angrily.”probably with my money too!” http://http://

“It sure makes you want to get a bunch of people together, and go back to vigilante-ism.! We don’t have any police anyhow and we don’t have any jail! I say, get out the white sheets, and the crosses, and the torches, and make them get out of town!”she paused for effect; http://

“and that stands for the local government, too! Why the hell don’t we get rid of them, some late night, with lots of tar and feathers? And run them out of town on a rail?” I knew she was a big step for my friend, to say that; she hates the South, and Dixie, just as much. A true Northerner.http://   http://

I thought to myself, she was pretty much right, and the people in this town put up with so much shit!   ” They remind me of my relatives, in Washington state, they’re so darn passive! They wouldn’t do anything if a logging truck rolled over them!probably because they used to work with the lumber industry, and that was part of their job anyhow.”http://

it didn’t take much intelligence to work with lumber and cut trees down; just a really strong back. Once that was gone, if you are married to one, you inherited a whole lot of empty beer cans all over your sofa. Who needs to get married here? It’s like getting married to a corporation named BUD.

and now that all that work was gone, there wasn’t anything left. No jobs, lots of hippies and environmentalists; they had the  PIELC convention here, every year at the University, as much as it did any good. (That’s the National Environmental Law Conference.)

Already, the outside farm land of  Lane County that had Parvin Butte, had lost the battle to keep a huge gravel company, from decimating Parvin Butte, right into an enormous pile of gravel, to haul it all away 24 hours a day, seven days a week, with all the adjacent noise and explosions.so if the PIELC was a real environmental law conference, whose side were they on? I guess they weren’t on the side of Parvin Butte? http://

“you’re lucky you got off with getting mugged,” I said to my friend, after I asked her if she needed more ice for her eye, “if you lived out there by Parvin Butte, way out where all the little farms are, you’d probably be getting your ears blown off with dynamite about now. Much worse than a mugger, I guess.I hear those blasting people go at it 24 hours a day, and those farmers out there don’t get any sleep anymore.”http://      http://

“yes,” said my friend, applying more ice, “I also don’t understand that; don’t we have any laws in this county? How could they just go in there, blast that butte to nothing, that’s the center of their town, and the commissioners of this county don’t do a damn thing?

“Are we actually living in hell, and not America? Are we actually living in Russia now?” She got more irritated. “HOW COME Oregon takes all these god damn liberties with all the law?did I miss something, and there’s no constitution?”http:// http://

“listen,” I said, lowering my voice slightly, and looking out the window to see if we had the usual old people jogging by, try to keep their hearts in shape, right after the bypass surgery, “I did something. I sent a couple letters to the FBI, one in Washington and one in Seattle, telling them all that bull shit about all the illegal stuff, all the bribing, and stealing tax money, and all the stuff that’s going on in our local government! You know, all that stuff is federally illegal!”http://   http://

My friend looked at me, as if I didn’t exist; “well, that just shows your as dim as the rest of them,” she said angrily, “you know the federal government is all ILLEGAL now anyhow! THEY DO ALL THAT THEMSELVES!!!What the heck do they care if it’s all illegal out here in the sticks? They don’t care about us as long as we keep paying them their taxes!” http://   http://

She had said something really intelligent, finally; what if we all stopped  paying our federal income taxes, and all our federal taxes to the feds? I mean, they throw us all in prison, but could they throw in millions and millions of non-taxpayers? http://

Okay, maybe they could. Or, they could just deport us to Cuba? Yeah, that’s a type of death.  MUERTE!!   MUY MUERTO!!!   YIIII!!!WOW!! HIJAS DE FIDEL!! No, I was not ready to become a Cuban peasant; being an American one was bad enough. Cubans don’t get cable. I also flunked Spanish.

“You DO have one idea going; what if we locked all the muggers and criminals into the new skateboard park??”   She stared:  ?? “It says, the park is almost finished; all it needs, is some old tree trunks, the timbers off the dissolving rotten train station, a lot of chain, and locks, handcuffs; you know, just stuff from a huge garden supply-home improvement box store!!!  

” And we got—TAH-DAH!!!   THE NEW SKATE-BOARD JAIL!!!When it rains, they just pull tarpulin over them!!Hey, it’s just like the Eugene Hilton Ballroom, without the seniors’ Xmas Dance!!” She stared at me, and finally chuckled. “I forgot, you’re a native, ” she said;”When all else fails, get a native to do it.”  I looked blank; but then, that’s my usual expression.   http://

I’m a native, that’s our emotional pattern. BLANK RAIN. http://

My friend thanked me for the coffee, I gave her a hug, and she said, “bye!”  Got some shopping to do!!” Thankfully, her husband still had a checking acct; sigh. I ate two or three more muffins, with extra jam, and decided to hit a weight watchers’ meeting.  http://

Hey, this is Oregon!!We’re big-boned here, we women need to keep up our strength!!Besides, Oregon fashion decrees” slap on the fat, don’t go out with no hat!”I was no exception. My standard wardrobe was 3x- nylon. –hat  included.  http://

But, after the next couple days, i was watching the national network news, (there was literally nothing on, )on tv., and there was a special story by Wolf Blitzer, about a new revolutionary approach to law-enforcement.

to my consternation, there on the TV screen in full living color, was my next door neighbor, with her eye looking a lot better, joined by her husband and a couple of other Eugene, Oregon citizens I recognized; they too, had been in the newspaper in the last month, having gotten mugged, attacked, burglarized, battered by meth freaks, old OCCUPY campers, and thrown out of community city –Mayoral-meetings, for refusing to vote in new taxes, and insisting that Land county and city of Eugene account for its spending, and tax-funding.http://  http://

why were they looking so happy? Standing next to Wolf Blitzer?and next to them, were a large contingent of the Royal Canadian mounted police, standing next to their horses, looking very regal and dashing in their Royal Canadian mounted police outfits. What the heck were they doing here? And why were the Royal Canadian mounted police looking so happy? http://

my friend, on the TV screen, was explaining to Wolf Blitzer, how they got the Royal Canadian mounted police involved, “because we figured that a lot of these burglars and rapists around here, might be wanted by the police of Canada! Some of them even had the Canadian Royal goose Mark, tattooed on them, that was the mark of the Canadian Mafia! So we knew we needed to contact their police, to come over here, and catch a bunch of them and take them back!”

Wolf Blitzer was looking very confused; maybe he didn’t know that Canada was a country here also.hey Wolf, thats the country that invented all the BEER! That’s why we Oregonians have BEER! Do you think we invented that all by ourselves? Sheesh!!http://

and over, Wolf Blitzer’s head, you can see the new Eugene skateboard park, and it was fixed up completely, kind of like a cross between a very large swimming pool, and the old Eugene Oregon jail.; there was lots of tree trunks, all chained to the overhead skateboard columns, that held up the freeway, http://

and all intermittently there were long chains of chain, spread all around, with lots of tarpaulin, and nylon net, and nylon tarpaulin, overhead, and underneath, so that the whole skateboard park looked like a tarpaulined , chained, Goth, indoor/outdoor, jail, and it already had a lot of inhabitants inside; you can see through the thick, slightly translucent plastic net, that many of them were chained, and in long rows, to the many overpasses concrete columns huddling in front of tiny battery-powered electric heaters..

and who was guarding this wonderful indoor/outdoor, semi-skateboard park/jail? Who was watching over it with rifles, and holsters full of regulation firearms?

It wasn’t the Eugene sheriffs department, Or the Lane Police Department; they were wearing the bright, distinguished, uniforms of the Canadian Royal mounted police. Wow! My friend had taken my suggestion, and ran away with it, all the way to Canada! But why were the Royal Canadian mounted police now guarding our new “skateboard/County and city jail”?http://

and besides the Canadian mafia they were taking back to Canada, why were they staying here? Many of them?”we are now paying our county and city taxes, that has to do with keeping a jail, and police supervision, to the Royal Canadian mounted police department, so that they will keep our jail here, in good shape, and make sure to keep all our local criminals in it.”, happily said my friend, into the microphone. ” We are no longer paying all those taxes to Lane County and the city of Eugene. (It’s okay, we have several really big attorneys on our side)” http:// http://  http://

I was dumbfounded; (although that was my usual state, more so than usual) my friend and her husband and all those citizens who were so disgusted, with our lack of local government, had done all that themselves, taken it all upon themselves, and now they were paying their taxes to the Royal Canadian police to be, our police, and keep our jail! And that $2 million for the skateboard park had finally paid off! We had some place to lock everybody up in, chain them in,in a real police force to keep watch over them!. http://

it didn’t matter that most of the jail was made out of chains, long rows of chains, all chained up to all the criminals, and to the columns of the freeway overpass, intersected with lots and lots of tarpaulin, and heavy plastic netting overhead, so that it was kind of a “freeway overpass/skateboard park/plastic jail”. http://

And it even had tiny little heaters, while the batteries lasted. There was nowhere in our county or city laws or bylaws, that said the jail had to be made out of concrete or wood or any very solid structure.

So it didn’t really matter WHAT it was made of.and as far as WHO the police department was, that watched over it, and regulated it,.since our local American government refused to do it, there was no way any ”  Envision   Eugene” could lambaste them in court, and refuse to let them pay their taxes directly to the Royal Canadian mounted police department, to patrol it and take care of it.

after all, what was the “government”, of Eugene and Lane County, going to do to my friend in the other citizens, for not paying them their taxes, instead? Put them in jail? Not on our watch. The jail, my friends, was finally under the control of THE VOTERS, and THE TAXPAYERS!– by way of their firm friends, the Royal Canadian mounted police, and the country of Canada.http://    http://

And, of course, the really tough attorneys. All hail the American legal.system!!  it doesn’t work, and  it’s completely destroyed, but when it works, it really WORKS! And it helps if your side has all the guns and rifles also. Definitely.so much for gun control, all those liberals can have it!  http://

I was completely overwhelmed, especially at Wolf Blitzer who was still pretty cute for an old guy, but mostly it my friend and her husband, and the other stall wart, completely overwhelmingly out of patience, taxpayers, who had really taken my idea, and expanded it X potentially. I had to give it to them, then they probably would make me pay my taxes to the Royal Canadians also. I didn’t mind in the least.  http://                                           http://

as they signed off, off of the news, I mused that Eugene Oregon had finally made the network news, although not exactly in an exemplary community form; more like an exemplary CANADIAN form. It doesn’t matter, all governments are screwed anyway!

So who cares if you pay your taxes to Mounties, or weird Canadians  who drink too much beer and play ice hockey?and dance with bears? Sounds good to me. Of course, Mayor Kitty cat, was going to scream and yell like crazy, and try to sue everyone.http:// http://

That was fine with me also none of us had any money to sue us for! Even people who own any land here, knew that it  was so worthless, it wasn’t worth any money anyhow! Like, my back acreage, I wish somebody would sue me for it, and take it off my hands already! Or at least make it into a trash dump.grow trees on it.

in the next newspaper I got,the next morning, had the headline, “Eugene Oregonians Sue Royal Canadian mounted police department and Canada!” – Over the fact that Canada had come over the border, to help we Americans, deal with our own lousy government. And a lot of the hippies were screaming yelling match. Well at least they were getting some exercise finally. http://

and what about Mayor Kitty cat? How would she go about suing all of us, and taking away all of our rollerskates and skateboards, from ourselves and our kids, as punishment for going against her? Oh well, the next weeks and months and years, would see about that.

In the meantime, Eugene Oregon, in the County of Lane’s citizens and taxpayers, and homeowners and kids and family people, would be a whole lot safer, due to the fantastic Royal Canadian mounted police. They also looked a lot nicer! Fashion I give a big plus!we already found stables, for their mounts. And a lot of rental places in nice hotels (okay, the Eugene Hilton, Haw Haw) in the meantime, well we could get there families down here permanently. http://

there were so many foreclosures, on people’s houses, there were plenty of cheap places for the Mounties to buy, or put strange American low interest homeowners loans on.http://

But the next time I talk to my friend, over the phone, who would take it all of my suggestions, and run with them, all the way to Canada, I chided her” okay, you like my suggestions, fine. But why didn’t  you let me in on the action? After all, I’m single even though I’m old, there must be some old single Mounties I could put the moves on! I mean, it gets cold here too as well as Canada during the winter! I hate sleeping alone! Even though I’ve done it for years!” I whined over the phone.http://     http://

“we decided you had already done enough of the work,” my friend cheerily replied, “it’s not like you do more in life, any more than think anyhow. Your our big-time thinker! If you hadn’t thought of that mockup jail, and all that paraphernalia to put it together, we never would’ve gone ahead with the rest of it. You’re going to have to be content with being the Eugene THINKER. That’s not such a bad job!”  http://

We chatted further, and decided to get together, because some of the Mounties wanted to give us a little welcoming party, and they knew their wine really well.http://   http://

that gave me a lot of things to think about; was I the definitive, Eugene, Oregon, THINKER? Is that what I did? THINK? Think-edy,  think think think? Like Hamlet, no action just lots of pretty words? No rapiers, no murder, just lots of soliloquies? Was I content with that?http:// http://

did I just sit, calmly, regard Eugene, and Lane County, criticize it, hack it to pieces with words, and then try to piece it back together, with CHAINS? Oh, and tarpaulin? while other people went out, chased down the Royal Canadian Mounties, get their attorneys, and strap all their plastic prisons, and skateboard parties together, and do all the doing? Do all the acting? Act all the doing? Do all da, do, do, do? Act all the act, act, act?  http://

wasn’t that a pitiful way to live?no, as long as I eventually get some advertisers, and get some stupid idiots to PAY ME for all this dumb blogging! That’s my aim in life, get my own taxes paid! Get my own axes  FLAYED! Get some cute Mountie LAID!http:// http://

and get Mayor Kitty cat SPAYED!!!! right in her cathouse! Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!http://
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