Uncommon Sense

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So Much News, So Little To Say

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Enough About The Memo Rated R Randomness

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This Is It

This is my theme for now, tired of fucking around with it and need to get some content up.

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Hope ya like it.


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Damn

I have been messing with different themes and functions to get the look I want, one of the themes I checked out smoked the site, took me all morning to get the damn thing up and running again.

Still working on getting the look, I’m very picky about what I want the site to look like so changes could come and go until I’m happy. If the site looks like its been nuked, keep checking back, it will be back up eventually.


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Something Wrong

I updated my wordpress theme and something went terribly wrong as far as the look of the blog. I will be trying to fix it or going to a different theme which is unfortunate, I liked this one.

 

Be patient as things change, it is a new year I guess.


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A Different Era

Back in the day me and my idiot high school buddies all decided to go to work at a brand new Kmart in the area, the four of us all got jobs, one in electronics, two in building materials, and myself in receiving. We didn’t take these jobs with careers in mind it was just a a way to keep gas in our cars and a little mad  money to chase skirts and drag main street, that’s what was important at 16 and 17. The work didn’t require much out of us other than showing up on time and a sense of organization. We owned the place.

The store manager was a chain smoking beer drinking middle aged guy from San Diego, he had two assistant managers, one was a Deadhead from NoCal and the other a power skirt from Portland, both climbing the Kmart corporate ladder in hopes of getting their own stores down the line. The store manager and the Deadhead loved us, they appreciated that kids our age actually had a work ethic and unlike the female employees, we were low maintenance.

The power skirt, let’s call her Ashley, hated us. She hated the fact she couldn’t control us, we were just crazy kids and could care less about the job, we could go to work anywhere, this was just a place where as buddies we could all work together. Ashley tried her damnedest to get rid of us, I personally was in human resources office at least five times for whatever minor store policy violation she could come up with. Ashley didn’t know the the HR director was a local gal who knew all of us, she would write us up for whatever and put it in our file which was supposed to be a threat for future positions in the company, like I said, we didn’t give a shit.

Hang tight, I’m getting to my point.

Women working in the store were your common variety retail store female employees, young ladies, old ladies, middle aged, married and divorcees. The sexual innuendo tit for tat (pun intended) was everywhere, the older gals teased the hell of me and my buddies. There were ass slaps, crotch grabs, explicit language, and jokes,……by the ladies not the men…..it was a grand time. My buddies and I had a code for hot women shopping in the store, Blue Light specials didn’t hold a candle to Code 36, when we called Code 36 at the garden shop, every male employee dropped what they were doing and headed to concealed leering positions to check out the hot babe, (even the Deadhead assistant manager), I had binoculars at the security windows in the receiving department loft…..like I said, good times.

This lasted for a year and a half starting spring 1979 before we all headed for college or other gainful employment. Not a word was mentioned about sexual harassment, never did we hear about a female employee filing a complaint or quitting her job because of harassment. Maybe it happened I don’t know, I do know that Ashley, the power skirt, was the first feminist I had ever met and she would have been the type of person to bring accusations to the attention of management, but nothing.

My point to this long winded story is women didn’t care or didn’t mention sexual harassment back then. It’s been the last three decades that the issue has become, well, an issue. I do know that when lawyers started getting involved and women saw a chance to make a buck corporate America started mandating classes and policies to cover their asses, can’t say I blame them.

It’s a shame that the innocence of the ’70’s has turned into an atmosphere where complimenting a female co-worker could land you in the unemployment line. There seem to be no guidelines to what harassment is, there’s a difference between “that’s a nice sweater” and “suck my dick”, I would assume most men understand the difference and act accordingly. Putting a hand on a woman’s waist while taking a picture isn’t the same as grabbing her ass but the lines have been blurred, if you don’t know the rules then I would steer clear.

Men holding positions of power are a different animal, the fact that most of the men are liberals is quite astounding. Bildo Clinton got away scott free from his transgressions, maybe when the most powerful man in the world walks away unscathed from obvious assaults that green lighted the others thinking they are above the law, that or they’re just pervs and assumed their money and power would intimidate women from coming forward, it would be the latter I assume.

It all seems to exploding and men are falling like flies, I wouldn’t have lasted a week in today’s corporate world. Flirting with the gals was normal stuff for me and my buddies, but it was all innocent stuff. Grab a chicks ass and you could plan on a slap in the face, and in small town USA, probably a call to your folks. You see we monitored bad behavior ourselves, we didn’t need a lawyer telling us something we did was inappropriate, apparently nowadays men are confused about the rules.

Anywho….keep it in your pants boys, don’t dip your pen in company ink, in this age of angry females you could get canned for a double take at Sally’s ample cleavage. To all the sexual predators out there using their power and wealth to intimidate and assault women, this is all your fault and you deserve whatever punishment is handed down. 

On a side note, Ashley the power skirt got her revenge, she complained to human resources because I called her a bitch, she was, I was fired an hour later. Myself and two of my other friends started college, my other buddy chose to stay and made a career at that Kmart eventually becoming the store manager, funny how it all worked out.

 


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Fake Indians

The brouhaha over Trumps “Pocahontas” comment during a White House photo op with Navajo code talkers is all to do about nothing….and something. First, Trump should have kept this particular barb for another venue, taking a shot at fake Indian Liz Warren while honoring real Indians is bad optics, and it sounds bad no matter your political religion. Second, I appreciate the Presidents willingness to take the fight to the democrats, after watching years of castrated republicans cowing to their progressive betters it’s refreshing to see the gloves off approach by Trump, just put a little more thought into the fights venue.

Watching Press Sec Huckabee-Sanders answer questions about Trumps comments is priceless. Ms. Sanders has a way of cutting to the chase as she is being verbally assaulted by the leftist horde disguised as journalists. I don’t know if she’s annoyed having to defend Trump time and again but the gal has spunk, I like that. 

Fake Indian Liz Warren was apocalyptic apoplectic* in her response, which means Trump is getting under her skin, but she should also remember she brought this on herself. 

Democratic Senate candidate Elizabeth Warren acknowledged for the first time late Wednesday night that she told Harvard University and the University of Pennsylvania that she was Native American, but she continued to insist that race played no role in her recruitment.

“At some point after I was hired by them, I . . . provided that information to the University of Pennsylvania and Harvard,’’ she said in a statement issued by her campaign. “My Native American heritage is part of who I am, I’m proud of it and I have been open about it.’’

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Warren’s statement is her first acknowledgment that she identified herself as Native American to the Ivy League schools. While she has said she identified herself as a minority in a legal directory, she has carefully avoided any suggestion during the last month that she took further actions to promote her purported heritage.

When the issue first surfaced last month, Warren said she only learned Harvard was claiming her as a minority when she read it in the Boston Herald.    Keep reading…..

Federal statistics like those in the Harvard records, which were compiled for the Department of Labor, rely on a definition of “Native American’’ that requires both ancestry and an official affiliation with a tribe or community. The 1992-93 and 1995-96 Harvard reports indicate the university relied on that definition during those years as well as the years since. Warren has not met any of those standards. Though she continues to consider herself Native American, she has not provided any genealogical evidence.

You can’t have it all Liz, you are or you are not, there is no grey area here and all of your temper tantrums won’t change the fact you benefited by claiming you are something you are not.

* A commentor informed me of my “apoplectic” mistake, thanks much.


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Happy Thanksgiving – Enjoy Your Day

“No human counsel hath devised nor hath any mortal hand worked out these great things. They are the gracious gifts of the Most High God, who, while dealing with us in anger for our sins, hath nevertheless remembered mercy.

It has seemed to me fit and proper that they should be solemnly, reverently and gratefully acknowledged as with one heart and one voice by the whole American People. I do therefore invite my fellow citizens in every part of the United States, and also those who are at sea and those who are sojourning in foreign lands, to set apart and observe the last Thursday of November next, as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens.

In testimony whereof, I have hereunto set my hand and caused the Seal of the United States to be affixed.

Done at the City of Washington, this Third day of October, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and sixty-three, and of the Independence of the United States the Eighty-eighth.” _ By the President: Abraham Lincoln
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Testing Testing

I’m trying out some new embeds so I can post tumblr and instagram vids which I haven’t been able to do before. If you get some strange posts on my blog it’s just me testing shit out.RCA_Indian_Head_test_pattern

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