What an excellent quote!!!
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‘I blame the machine politics of this city for that. They keep people down and give them just enough stuff to get their vote, but it is a culture that keeps them from succeeding.”’
PING
Chicago is not called the “Windy City” for nothing. The reasons are totally unrelated to the velocity of moving air that stirs through the streets, but a great deal may be made of the empty promises made by the current and past city governments, which are swept away only moments after the most recent elections.
The rebellions within the city are not directed at the current power structure, but against neighbor on neighbor and some kind of straw men that get set up as an excuse to be attacked. Much of Chicago suffers from this orchestrated strife, and it would end in months if the main perpetrators were indicted and prosecuted.
Trouble is, that cleansing would also wipe out much of the City Council and the Mayor’s office.
nice sentiment but we now live in a ‘gimmedat’ society
'Be glad for the meagre crumbs doled out to you while the overlords import hordes of cheap foreigners to undercut your wages...while exploiting the foreigners too.'
“they are builders, construction workers, artisans, business owners and professionals. They learn trades. They attend college. And they feed into our unique American exceptionalism.”
Wait...you mean they are not sitting around with their hand out demanding obamaphones and free sh!t? How dare these immigrants be productive! It messes with the Dem narritive.
A lot of young people today are so misguided, they would likely take offense at Ms. Zito saying that.
Got this in an email this week. We all need to read and think about it:
Lisa Beamer on Good Morning America - If you remember, she’s the wife of Todd Beamer who said ‘Let’s Roll!’ and helped take down the plane over Pennsylvania that was heading for Washington, DC on 9/11.
She said it’s the little things that she misses most about Todd, such as hearing the garage door open as he came home, and her children running to meet him.
Lisa recalled this story:
“I had a very special teacher in high school many years ago whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack.
About a week after his death, she shared some of her insight with a classroom of students.
As the late afternoon sunlight came streaming in through the classroom windows and the class was nearly over, she moved a few things aside on the edge of her desk and sat down there.
With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused and said, Class is over. I would like to share with all of you, a thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel is very important. Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give of ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end. It can be taken away at any moment.
Perhaps this is God’s way of telling us that we must make the most out of every single day. Her eyes, beginning to water, she went on, so I would like you all to make me a promise. From now on, on your way to school, or on your way home, find something beautiful to notice. It doesn’t have to be something you see; it could be a scent, perhaps of freshly baked bread wafting out of someone’s house, or it could be the sound of the breeze slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently to the ground. Please look for these things, and cherish them. For, although it may sound trite to some, these things are the “stuff” of life. The little things we are put here on earth to enjoy. The things we often take for granted.
The class was completely quiet.
We all picked up our books and filed out of the room silently That afternoon, I noticed more things on my way home from school than I had that whole semester. Every once in a while, I think of that teacher and remember what an impression she made on all of us and I try to appreciate all those things that sometimes we all overlook.
Take notice of something special you see on your lunch break today.
Go barefoot. Or walk on the beach at sunset.
Stop off on the way home tonight to get a double dip ice cream cone.
For as we get older, it is not the things we did that we often regret, but the things we didn’t do.
Nice way for author Salena Zito to subtlely link Hispanics with Bulgarians as evidence of successful pro-immigration policy. Clever girl.
Bump to you Salena. Thanks for highlighting the other side of immigration.
First thing to appreciate:
1. Step one. Breathe in. You cannot do that, if you are dead.
2. Step two. Speak the sound, “Ahhh”. You cannot do that, or HEAR that, if you are dead.
3. Step 3. You cannot SEE Step 1 and 2, if you are dead.
Now, that we have verified you are not dead, EVERYTHING ELSE, is extra, and you are NOT entitles to it.
I loved reading her columns {for years} when she wrote for the Pittsburgh {Greensburg} Tribune Review.
She goes into small towns, like Ruffsdale, PA and the inner cities of Pittsburgh and Chicago, listens to people and gets it right.
My first family members came over in the late 1600’s, with a 2 year old and a new born. So thankful to God that they were risk takers and freedom lovers, that I could be born in America too!