A high school classmate passed away two weeks ago. Although we’d lost touch, he was a great guy and I’m saddened by his passing. I wish we’d stayed closer. I vividly recall enjoying our last conversation over beers.
This came on the heels of another classmate and former neighbor who passed away a few months ago. I had been keeping tabs on her courageous fight against cancer. I can only hope when my time is near, I have the same courage she did.
About ten percent of our Central High class of 1975 is now gone. Seems too many and too soon. We are only reaching our 62nd year, of which is my turn next month. All my life I thought 62 was the time to slow down and enjoy life after a lifetime of hard work and struggle. It seems such a shame that Dave and Shelly were almost there.
With sincere apologies to those more elderly, it seems odd for me to have reached this age. I still listen to classic rock, attend concerts, ride a motorcycle, and think like I did in the 70’s; ready to bring back bell bottoms. I’m just too young to be this age.
There will be those that say you’re only as old as you feel. Bull! Deep down, we know exactly what limitations we have, feel mugged by age, and are keenly aware that perhaps our days might be numbered. Where did that time go?
When our son was born, I recall thinking of how old I’d be when he reached certain achievements of his life. Oddly, I never thought much beyond the time when I’d be 50, and even then, couldn’t imagine myself at that age. I whizzed by that mile marker twelve years ago.
Now when I think of my grandchildren reaching certain milestones, I wonder if I will be around to see it. Will I attend my one-year grandson’s graduation from high school? Will I meet any great-grandchildren? Will the Webber name be buried with me?
A couple weeks ago, I re-posted to Face Book the following, purportedly penned by billionaire, Steve Jobs. I’m unaware if he actually wrote it, but thought I’d share. It does me some good to read it. Everyone might want to think about his words before it’s too late:
“I reached the pinnacle of success in the business world. In some others' eyes, my life is the epitome of success. However, aside from work, I have little joy. In the end, my wealth is only a fact of life that I am accustomed to. At this moment, lying on my bed and recalling my life, I realize that all the recognition and wealth that I took so much pride in have paled and become meaningless in the face of my death.
You can employ someone to drive the car for you, make money for you but you cannot have someone bear your sickness for you. Material things lost can be found or replaced. But there is one thing that can never be found when it's lost - Life. Whichever stage in life you are in right now, with time, you will face the day when the curtain comes down.
Treasure love for your family, love for your spouse, love for your friends. Treat yourself well and cherish others. As we grow older, and hopefully wiser, we realize that a $300 or a $30 watch both tell the same time. You will realize that your true inner happiness does not come from the material things of this world. Whether you fly first class or economy, if the plane goes down - you go down with it.
Therefore, I hope you realize, when you have mates, buddies and old friends, brothers and sisters, who you chat with, laugh with, talk with, have sing songs with, talk about north-south-east-west or heaven and earth, that is true happiness! Don't educate your children to be rich. Educate them to be happy. So, when they grow up, they will know the value of things and not the price. Eat your food as your medicine, otherwise you have to eat medicine as your food.
The One who loves you will never leave you for another because, even if there are 100 reasons to give up, he or she will find a reason to hold on. There is a big difference between a human being and being human. Only a few really understand it. You are loved when you are born. You will be loved when you die. In between, you have to manage!
The six best doctors in the world are Sunlight, Rest, Exercise, Diet, Self-confidence and FRIENDS. Maintain them in all stages and enjoy a healthy life.”
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Perhaps lost in all the “bombshell” media news items this past week, such as the President supposedly feloniously directing his lawyer to lie to Congress and those nasty Catholic “MAGA-hat-wearing scoundrels from Covington KY, (that were found to be nothing more than the media hyperventilating again) might have been the nuggets coming out about House Speaker Nancy Pelosi.
Before I rant about Queen Nancy though, let’s digress to Trump’s lawyer allegedly lying to Congress, which even Bob “Oz” Mueller himself came out from behind the curtain to denounce as inaccurate. Why is it a felony to lie to Congress when Congressmen lie to us all the time? Don’t they work for us? If a Congressman lies to us, shouldn’t that be a felony too? Asking for a friend.
By now you probably know House Speaker and her Royal Majesty Nancy Pelosi spitefully kicked President Trump in the groin by dis-inviting him from making the annual State-of-the-Union address. This was the nastiest thing she could think to do in retaliation for the stand-off with the border wall issue. She claimed it was for security reasons. It was also childish and unprecedented.
Well, these are unprecedented times. So, Trump struck back, like he always does, and cancelled Queen Nancy’s unannounced trip to Afghanistan, with stop offs in Brussels and Egypt. In effect, he grounded her majesty and seven Democratic Congressman who had decided to fly off on a junket at tax-payer expense during a government shutdown. The grown-up in the room, Trump, thought it would be better if Queen Nancy stayed in Washington to negotiate the shutdown. The Queen had already been in Hawaii during the holidays when the government shutdown began, although to be fair, she hadn’t been coronated Speaker at the time of her sabbatical. Meanwhile, Trump had been waiting in Washington to negotiate the whole time.
Now, I realize I’m from Chebanse, but if one was going to take a delegation during a government shutdown to visit the troops in Afghanistan, why did she also have to go to Brussels and Egypt? I don’t believe we have any armed forces fighting in those countries. And why did the other seven, along with their entourages, have to go too?
Furthermore, do the troops really want to see Queen Nancy and her cronies, including the shiftless Adam Schiff, anyway? In that heat, I wouldn’t walk to the next tent to see some self-important bureaucratic politician smile and bloviate, let alone eight of them...unless they were giving me a ride home.
The Queen’s cancelled junket caused some actual reporters to look into some of the past excursions taken by her majesty. (This is the kind of journalism reporters used to do.) In 2015 she took her husband and nine fellow Congressman and Congresswomen on “our” jet to war-torn Ukraine, with a stop off in beautiful Italy. There, they wined and dined fellow Italian royalty and Vatican officials…on our dime. It only took a lawsuit filed by Judicial Watch under the Freedom of Information Act, to get this information.
As Speaker of the House, she gets use of her own private jet to fly back and forth from California to DC. Hmm; Queen Nancy is paid $200,000 per year. She and her husband are worth an estimated $120 million and yet we pay for her own private plane, as to opposed to say, a first-class ticket on American. Since she works for us, why can't she just fly coach like the rest of us do. Security will be her excuse, I bet. Just like the high fence around her San Francisco home. Security is needed for a Queen, but not for the rest of us schmucks at the border. And to head off the retorts, if Paul Ryan did it, he was wrong too.
Turns out that is not all we pay for. A little digging revealed the Queen and her minions have hearty pallets and like to drink merrily while traveling over the vast deplorable waste-land, known as the mid-section of the country. Judicial Watch discovered that over a two-year period, 2009-2010, the US Air Force shelled out $2,100,745 for her travel, $101,400 of which was for food and alcohol. Compare that with your bag of stale peanuts on Southwest.
Since you taxpayers don’t mind footing the bill for the Queens globe-trotting, I wonder if any of you would mind paying for a research trip so my wife and I can take our children and ten or twelve of our closest friends to visit the Ukraine, with a stop off in the French Riviera along the way? Let me know if I should start a Go-Fund Me page.
Illinois Senator Dick Durbin recently announced he plans to run for Senate again in 2020. By the time his current term expires, the seventy-four-year-old Durbin will have spent twenty-four-years in the Senate. Previously, he was a US Congressman for fourteen years. For the math challenged, that is thirty-eight years for Mr. Durbin floating in the DC Swamp, and yet he has decided to run again for another six-year term. Jeez, Senator, it’s not a retirement home.
With hardly any Republicans in the entire state of Illinois able to mount a credible campaign to beat him, particularly given a campaign war chest that allows Mr. Durbin to outspend his competitors by a 5-1 margin, his re-election is virtually ordained upon his announcement. At the completion of that term, he will be eighty-two-years-old and have hung out for thirty years in the Senate. Maybe it’s time for Adam Kinzinger to step up and see just how popular he really is in the state.
Mr. Durbin may be the poster-child for term limits. The Illinois Democrat votes with fellow Democrats 97% of the time. This “sterling” record, along with his tenure, makes Durbin the perfect candidate for “Whip” positions, which he presently holds. The “Whip” of either party has the directive of assuring strict adherence to keeping other Senators voting along party lines…rather than voting on an issue in a way which might be best for his constituents or the country. It would appear the Whip position also includes the job of standing next to the Speaker of the House in front of a camera and nodding one’s head in agreement with everything that comes out of the Speaker’s mouth.
It’s near impossible to languish in the Swamp for decades without getting muck on oneself. Mr. Durbin’s devotion to Democrat party ideals, including their iniquitous pro-abortion platform, has put him at odds with his own Roman Catholic faith and the Springfield Archdiocese. Additionally, his wife’s prior DC lobbyist position came into question when certain clients of hers received funding promoted by Durbin. She has since retired.
You have to ask yourself, did the Founding Fathers envision future generations of politicians hanging on to government positions for decades, and so late in life? George Washington certainly didn’t think so as he turned down a third term of President, stating that a third term was too long for anyone to hold the position. (He also warned against political parties, and well…)
Mr. Durbin is hardly the record holder for Senatorial longevity, sadly not even close. West Virginia Democrat Robert Byrd wielded power in the Senate for fifty-one and a half years. Hawaii Democrat Daniel Inouye and South Carolina Republican Strom Thurmond hung around for fifty years each. Imagine how the world changed while these guys were at the helm. In between alcohol incidents that would land most people in jail, including the drowning of a young lady, Teddy Kennedy still managed to get elected to the Senate eight times spanning over forty-seven-years.
Over on the House side of the Swamp, Michigan Democratic Representative John Dingle kept showing up for over fifty-nine years.
Nor is Senator Durbin the oldest member of the Senate, past or present. The oldest sitting Senator in history was Strom Thurmond, who incredibly was one-hundred years old and still occupying a seat in the Senate. At eighty-four-years-old, Diane Feinstein is the oldest Senator currently in office.
But I keep asking myself, why would someone reaching the autumn years of their life want to spend those last remaining months elbowing and fighting with fellow politicians, lobbyists, the media and the rest of the creatures that make up the soupy composition of the Swamp? What is it about the job that people would rather spend time in DC then go home to their families or to pursue life-long passions?
If you notice, in this commentary at no time did I use the word “serve” for the time spent by any Senator or Congressmen, a word the Swamp creatures like to use to explain the time spent in the Swamp? That is because they don’t serve…our servicemen serve us, not elected officials hanging around capitol buildings doing busywork.
We have had a series of Do-Nothing Congressional sessions by people who wield power over the rest of us like Lords, and they thrive on it. They play silly political games at our expense, live lavishly, mortgage our grandchildren’s future and pass laws on us that don’t apply to themselves. That is not service.
Is it any wonder they hang on so long?
Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, the new freshmen class of US Senators and Representatives have been officially sworn in to the Swamp to represent the best interests of the American people. Well, one might wonder how bright-eyed the 73-year-old Indiana Republican, Jim Baird will be, or how bushy-tailed the 77-year-old Florida Democrat, Donna Shallala will be.
Yes, that Donna Shallala from Bill Clinton fame, the gift that keeps on giving. Seems kind of odd people of that age group would want to wade into the Swamp, but then again, we have long established that I’m just a suspicious bastard.
As you are probably aware, the Republican party kept control of the Senate, but the Democratic party managed to snatch control of the House. The media was giddy that the Democrats were back in control of the nation’s check book. For the record, it is rather common for the President to lose the House during his first term, but to hear the media reports, it was a major rebuke of Donald Trump and all us Deplorable’s.
Did you know that the freshman class in the House includes two retired NFL football players? Anthony Gonzalez of Ohio, formerly with the Indianapolis Colts and Texan, Colin Allred, formerly of the Tennessee Titans will be rubbing elbows in the Swamp, although on opposite sides of the quagmire.
Another notable to the House is Greg Pence, Republican from Indiana. If the name sounds familiar it is because he is the older brother of Vice President, Mike Pence. Not really sure what to think about that, but it is notable and he will have Trump’s back having been involved in Trump’s election from a state level.
Proving once again, “only from California,” Gil Cisneros was elected to the House. His credentials for the job was that he won a $266 million lottery in 2010, weeks after getting laid off from a shipping position with Frito Lay. To his credit, he did take some of his winnings and establish endowments for scholarships. The problem with that though is white and black folks need not apply, they are for Latino’s only. Wonder whose best interests Rep. Cisneros is going to represent from his Swampy position?
Krysten Sinema was elected as the first female Senator by the folks of Arizona. She also has the distinction of being the first bi-sexual ever elected to the Swamp. To take her oath for the seat, she placed her hand on a law book containing both the Arizona and US Constitutions, rather than the Bible, as is customary. Seems she considers herself “religiously unaffiliated.”
To be fair, there is no requirement to enter the Swamp by taking an oath on the Bible. To do otherwise though, in my opinion, makes one wonder what values the newly-elected might possess, why did they deliberately choose to go against the grain, and what they might be up to. There’s that darn suspicion-thing again.
Then we have Minnesotan, Ilhan Omar and Detroit’s, Rashida Tlaib newly elected to the House as the first Muslim females to drift in the Swamp. Like Keith Ellison before them, they took their oaths on the Koran, the Muslim version of the Holy Bible. (Interestingly, the copy Tlaib used was from Thomas Jefferson’s original English translation.)
Seems the khimar-wearing Omar might come with some baggage. She has been accused of campaign violations, such as using campaign money to pay a divorce lawyer and acceptance of speaking fees. Of course, she denies it, but she did give the money back.
You may not recognize the name Tlaib, but I bet all of you have heard about her infamous outburst. Seems Tlaib wants Trump impeached and she wants it right now, never mind a good reason for doing so. She doesn’t want to wait for the Mueller Witch Hunt Report either, she wants it right now. On her very first day in Congress she attended a MoveOn.org rally, and shrieked loudly to everyone in the room, “And I said, …we're gonna go in there and impeach the mother******,” referring to President Trump.
Are we sure these are the type of folks we need basking in the Swamp?
But I saved the best for last. Having already “gifted” us Chuck Schumer, in a “hold my beer moment” New York sent us the media darling, Alexandria Ocassio-Cortez, a past political organizer, Senate staffer, and barmaid. A self-described Democratic-Socialist the young Ms. Cortez is often confused and has no idea how to pay for her outlandish proposals. But the media loves her, much like they did Obama, and you are aware of what that cost us.
Is it me, or through the mist of the Swamp, are we starting to see a Trojan Horse has been rolled upon our nation?
Did you see “Republican” Mitt Romney waded back into the Swamp by getting himself elected Senator from Utah? Then, before he was even shown where to park his posterior on the Senate floor, he penned an op-ed piece slamming the sitting Republican President.
This is so full of irony. The so-called “Republican” Romney, who couldn’t get elected president, publishes a commentary in the ultra-liberal Washington Post, criticizing the job Trump is doing. Recall that Trump is the Republican candidate who did get elected. In full disclosure, having no better option, I voted for Romney over Barack Obama. Then again, I would have voted for a ham sandwich over Obama.
Romney, perhaps the poster-child for “RINO” (Republican in Name Only) specifically called into question Trump’s character. This from the guy who made his wealth by starting and running Bain Capital, a private investment equity firm that specialized in buying companies, firing the employees, skimming the wealth off the company, and then allowing the company to fall into bankruptcy.
Romney went on to claim that Trump has hurt our reputation around the world, particularly naming Germany, Britain, France, and Canada – all nations embroiled in their own issues. Seems the citizens of those countries no longer believe in their liberal leadership.
The United States gave away $50 billion last year to 196 countries, including an eye-popping $465 million to Russia. Perhaps if we were to keep some of that money, those countries might decide we’re not so bad after all. We could take those American bucks and pay down our own debt, rather than mortgaging our grandchildren’s future, as past politicians have done.
There is no sense in going on to paraphrase the rest of his op-ed, as I would only bore you. Suffice to say it was filled with words and phrases that one would have thought Romney won the presidency rather than just senator from a small state.
Ask yourself though, why would a well-known fellow Republican start off his senatorial career by kicking the sitting president of his own party? What is the end-game? Surely, it couldn’t be that he did not get the Secretary of State job when he interviewed with Trump back in 2016?
I hope you have read this far, as perhaps by now you are tired of me defending Trump. You might even be thinking to yourself, “there goes Webber again prattling on about defending Trump.” Quite frankly, I get tired of defending Trump, too.
But you see folks, that’s what the Left, the media, op-ed writers even from the Journal, and the rest of the Swamp does, they beat on Trump. They don’t want him in the office – he wasn’t supposed to win. It was supposed to be Hillary’s job so we could get on with the elitists business of the New World Order. They need to destroy Trump at all costs. Every day that groups sings the mantra that Trump is a horrible person and needs to be thrown out of the Oval Office.
We know what Trump’s faults are and don’t need to be reminded of it daily. Yes, he is rude, crude, blunt, and somewhat irascible – after all he is from New York City, what would you have expected? Vainly, his hair is too long and he can be thin-skinned. He might even have bad breath. At 72 years old he sometimes gets facts mixed up while talking and repeats himself. Who among us over 60 years of age doesn’t? And he’s doing this on the world’s biggest stage at no salary.
He thinks like a businessman, not a politician. Trump doesn’t think like a smooth-talking politician, proficient in the art of telling you what you want to hear and making you like it, while sticking their fingers in your wallet.
The next time you see another politician or op-ed writer rambling on about the evils of a President Trump I would like you to ask yourself a couple of questions. Please, for the love of God, question yourself:
What has any politician, past or present, done for me and;
What has Trump done specifically to me or country that has impacted me negatively?
Me personally, I’m not so enamored with politicians mortgaging away our grandchildren’s future, much like what’s been done here in Illinois. In fact, I detest it with every fiber of my being. I’m ready to try anything else that drains the swamp. I would have used stronger language but the Journal won’t print those words.
Sadly, I only get one shot a week to defend him.