I Want A Helicopter

Last year after a knock down drag out fight with his now ex wife, Governor Robert Bentley stormed out of the house without his wallet.  He stormed all the way to his beach house on the Gulf.     Next, realizing he had left his wallet back in Montgomery his did the only thing possible.  He had Alabama Law Enforcement bring him the missing wallet by helicopter.  heli

Remember when he ran for governor the first time,  he was going to work for a dollar until Alabama had more jobs.  He was a faithful Christian.  He was just like us, a normal hard working physician just wanting to help his state.  Doesn’t everyone want to be that normal?  Doesn’t everyone rip off the state for millions while having an affair.  Of course we all have helicopters available to deliver lost wallets, keys, groceries on demand.

As a taxpayer of Alabama I demand my own helicopter!

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Media and Governmental Hypocrisy — Bereft of Moral Standards

Officer Daryl Pierson was killed by an African America man on Sept 3rd 2014 in Rochester, NY.    ABCNews had a brief blurb stating that the officer had been killed.  What did not happen even as 1000’s paid their respects was out of control rioting and looting in Rochester. Al Sharpton did not come to Rochester and rile up crowds claiming that blacks have it in for whites.  There was no media outcry saying we need to stop the epidemic of cop killings by African American men.   There was no extended 24/7 coverage.   There has been no Federal Civil Rights investigation.

Why is it that the criminals both in the Michael Brown case in Ferguson, or in the case in Rochester get a pass from the media while those that protect our freedom from criminals get vilified.   A thug is a thug no matter what the color.  That thug needs to be off the streets.  Stopping a thug is not an act of racial animus it is a required action in any civilized society.   Unless we start acting like evil people are evil we will all be eventually damaged.    It is time to start realizing that evil exists and does not need an excuse.  It just needs to be stopped.

There should be far more outrage at the killing of this cop in the line of duty.

 

 

Kimaya Suni — Adopting a Country

     On the road, on the run, Kimaya Suni reflected on the path that had taken her from her hometown just outside of Mumbai, India to this nondescript hotel just outside of Georgetown, KY.    She had worked hard to take the pigeon English of her grade school in India to fluent English where she could compete for the research positions at the NIH.  After school she had stayed on as part of the H1B program and applied for citizenship.  That had been one of the proudest days of her life, the awarding of citizenship.  The ceremony attended by her friends and family brought tears to her eyes as she took the Oath of Citizenship.

     Her mind flashed back to an image of herself playing with her friends, wandering through the streets of Mumbai.  Her parents were of the upper caste and they lived an upper middle class life.  By Indian standards they were wealthy.  Yet, just walking a few blocks from her house would find her in the middle Dharavi of one of Mumbai’s most infamous slums.  The streets were  filled with squalor and multiple brothels lined the edge of the slum.  She had been with one of her friends when two guys, coming out of one of the brothels, tried to grab her and her friend.  What had ensued was a mad dash through the streets and narrow alley ways in order to escape enslavement or worse.  Her friend had run the other way and had not been lucky enough to get away.  Her friend had completely vanished after that.  Had she not been so skinny and managed to squeeze into one of the many small drainage tunnels that littered the landscape she too would have met the same fate.  She had believed the US never had things like that happen.  Now she was beginning to wonder.

    The search for her friend involved the police and many of her parents friends.  The police had always sounded nice but to her 10 year old ears there was something off about how they sounded.   She had always thought they were more involved in not finding her friend than in actually locating her.   It was one of those experiences that shape people.  It had made her a believer in the ideals of America.  Over time, watching the US government, her faith in those ideals had been shaken but still America was a wonderful place, freer than anywhere else in the world.  Even the NSA spying and Edward Snowden had not changed her mind.  Of course being hunted as a fugitive and wild beast was not how she expected the ideals of freedom to be played out.  She now understood how Snowden must have felt.   Moving to Russia is not out of the question.