PitBulls need to be stopped... "James "Kimo" Rosen

My bicycle lays on its side after the Pitbull attack of 09-11-13.
The world's greatest newspaper, the Kaua'i Garden Island News
assigned writer extraordinaire Tom LaVenture to cover this story.
Check it out;
http://thegardenisland.com/news/local/pit-bull-goes-after-obama/article_771d6838-1cf6-11e3-a87d-0019bb2963f4.html

PitBulls need to be stopped

My adrenalin was pumping, I was shaking. I was walking my bike along side the road after shopping at the local farmers market.  I fell over on my bike and as I lay on the asphalt twirling  my 25 lb best friend on her leash to prevent the Pitbull from mulling her to death, it was exhausting, this is going on for what seemed like ten minutes but in reality was probably only a few minutes. I was screaming for help at the top of my lungs.

A local store owner's employee (thank  God) tackled the dog and stopped a potential fatal scene. Our produce was mushed and my sandals were broken We were  blessed to get out of this alive. Thankfully Obama Da Dog was wearing a t-shirt to shield her from the sun which also helped shield any bites. The pitbull managed to  grab the t-shirt.

The cops and paramedics  finally arrive 30 minutes after I  place a 911 call. They ask me questions along with a humane society officer,  did the pit bull attack you or did you fall, I said both. "Which one was it Mr. Rosen?" It seemed like I was being interrogated while in shock.The humane officer told the cop it really doesn't matter since the dog was off the leash, then the cop asks,do you want to file charges? Sure?

I said I have a couple who witnessed the event and even said this dog has attacked 2 others to their knowledge, would you  like their name and number? No Mr. Rosen were talking to you.  OK fine.

I ask, what happens next? The officers says, you will go to court and he will be fined, what about the dog, well, since it was on his property  the dog will not be destroyed. 

 At first I said I would file charges then decided against since I could see where this was going and do not have the stamina to put up with such BS. The owner of the  store  offered to pay for any damages to my bike and my mushed produce.  


The paramedics bandaged an abrasion on my left wrist and told me to make sure I had a current tetanus shot. Ironically after sleeping on this my legs and back are very sore from the fall and attack.

If it weren't for the brave woman employee of the Thrift store my best friend Obama Da Dog would probably not be alive, she saved my dogs life and major injury to myself by tackling and restraining the pit-bull.

Putting a pit bull in a family setting or  a business setting  is a recipe for tragedy.

The pit bull dog  is  banned in Argentina, Bavaria, Bermuda, Denmark, Ecuador, France, Guyana, Israel, Italy, New Zealand, Norway, Portugal, Puerto Rico, Romania, Lativa, Singapore, Spain, St. Kitts and Nevis, Trinidad and Tobago, Turkey, the UAE, United Kingdom, Venezuela and parts of Australia, Belgium, Brazil, Canada, Germany, Ireland, Malaysia, China and Japan.There are a few more countries where this ban is still pending... The pitbull dog is a very aggressive, fearless, vicious, bloodthirsty attack dog that has no place in civilized society.

Putting a pit bull in a family setting or  a business setting  is a recipe for tragedy.

http://thegardenisland.com/news/local/pit-bull-goes-after-obama/article_771d6838-1cf6-11e3-a87d-0019bb2963f4.html

Ironically the accident happened right across the street
 from  this posed photo taken last week for another blog.

Readmore:
 http://www.azcentral.com/arizonarepublic/opinions/articles/2009/07/23/20090723thurlets233.html#ixzz2eiXTZYLO

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"Marriage Counseling..." 'Obama Da Dog' (Source)

Obama Da Dog talks about marriage counseling in this
most serious situation... Enjoy!

Marriage Counseling

A husband and wife came for counseling after 15 years of marriage. When asked what the problem was, the wife went into a passionate, painful tirade listing every problem they had ever had in the 15 years they had been married.

She went on and on and on: neglect, lack of intimacy, emptiness, loneliness, feeling unloved and unlovable, an entire laundry list of un-met needs she had endured over the
course of their marriage.

Finally, after allowing this to go on for a sufficient length of time, the therapist got up, walked around the desk and, after asking the wife to stand, embraced and kissed her passionately.

The woman shut up and quietly sat down as though in a daze.

The therapist turned to the husband and said, "This is what your wife needs at least three times a week Can you do this?"

The husband thought for a moment and replied,.. "Well, I can drop her off here on Mondays and Wednesdays, but on Friday's, I fish!

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"Running in the rain..." 'Bettejo Dux' (Pronounced Dukes) (Classic Wednesday)

Bettejo Dux has lived on the cosmic garden island

of Kaua'i over 30 years. She is an animal lover, people lover and lover of life.

Today Bettejo blogs the  Kaua'i Marathon...Enjoy!

You can order a copy of her Novella "The Scam "below.www.bettejodux.com

Running in the rain

They’re running in the rain

They’re running in the rain

What a glorious feeling

They’re happy again….

On Sunday, September 1, the world ran past my gate. There must have been hundreds of beautiful people, young, old, male, female, tall, short, every color known to man. Or woman.

A bevy of darling young beauties, like a bouquet of spring flowers, gossiped their way by. They were right at home, having fun, waving, smiling, sharing their joy.

Waha road was closed to traffic, but a cheering, cheerful gaggle of helpers, in yellow tee shirts, showed up early down and across the street to greet the runners, hand them water, and point out the portable potty that sat quite comfortably and kind of picturesquely on the side lines.

Guys on bikes whispered by. I waved, they waved. The stage was set.

When the first runner appeared, out of sight around a corner, you could hear yellow shirts cheering and clapping. Before it was over my hands were hot and red from clapping.

I’d fed and watered the zoo, Ari, Boots, two cats and Duke, the fly away macaw, fast. I’d hauled a green lawn chair and an ice bucket with a bottle of Henry Weinhand’s beer inside cooling its heels, waiting for the right guy to run by and sneak a swig. On the street in front of the red gates, I sat sipping green tea and munching nori. I felt it suited the moment.

A low happy gray cloud cover dripped once in awhile cooling us off. It rained misty pineapple juice, as we used to say, on my side of the street, anyway.  An occasional heavy sprinkle watered us down. I threw a towel over my head and mopped at my sweats. When the sun popped through it dried me off pretty fast but I had a towel to wipe my seat and the seat of the chair. When Boots finished her breakfast I brought her outside to watch with me.

I think the event confused her. She watched them, as they passed, with a cautious eye.

In the pasture, at the bottom of the hairpin turn, white face cattle-and one little black angus-haughtily ignored the going’s on. A white cattle egret skipped and hopped among them and once, as I watched, hitched a ride. Six lofty branches peeped pink over the top of a less lofty tree while another pink shower stood guard by the fence.

The first runner, a simply gorgeous guy with a stride to die for, was deep ‘in the zone’ as he scissored by. I’d never seen anyone who moved like that.

Up and down the road they ran. The happy people. I loved the green shoes. I loved the guys in the rooster hats. I loved then all.

When Bill Buley ran down, he stopped for a quick swig, ran on.

If people like that would run every day on every street in the world, peace would reign. Long live the runners.

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"Is that flower lei a GMO..?" James "Kimo" Rosen

James "Kimo" Rosen and Obama da Dog advise Governor Abercrombie that
Kaua'i is being torn and that GMO's are not the anti-Christ.

Is that  flower lei a GMO..?

The TV show South park recently satirized Kaua'i. They had Caucasian  people calling themselves true HawaiIan stressing  their ancestors came to Hawaii back in the day on ships, cruise ships that is.
http://http://screenrant.com/south-park-season-16-episode-11/

The  news footage I saw from the mana march in support of bill 2491 showed mostly Caucasian people calling themselves  the stewards of the land. Land  that never belonged to them in the first place.

The silent majority stood still when Gary Hooser  helped eliminate Hawaii's dream of a ferry service. If the silent majority continues to be silent Kaua'i may soon be bankrupt as our once  serene community is being torn apart.

We all agree chemical pesticides should not be inhaled by children or adults, just as we agree gasoline and oil should not be inhaled either. Safety is the concern, not GMO's or  pesticides.  

My only question to councilman Hooser is, are those plumeria flower lei's you often wear to try and look Hawai'ian, GMO, or non GMO plumeira's?

Councilman Hooser wearing a plumeria flower lei,
The question remains is it a GMO or non GMO lei?

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"Smart Ass..." 'Marvin Gross' (Source)

Marvin Gross is a Financial consultant who resides  in Western N.Y.
Today Marvin blogs about senior citizens and their wit... Enjoy!

 Smart Ass

Two young businessmen in Florida were sitting down for a break in their
 soon-to-be new store in the shopping mall. As yet, the store wasn't ready,
 with only a few shelves and display racks set up. 


One said to the other, "I'll bet that any minute now some senior is going to
walk by, put his face to the window, and ask what we're selling." 

Sure enough, just a moment later, a curious senior gentleman walked up to
the window, looked around intensely and rapped on the glass, then in a loud
voice asked, "What are you sellin' here?" 

One of the men replied sarcastically, "We're selling ass-holes." 

Without skipping a beat, the old timer said, "You're doing very well. Only two
 left." 

Seniors -- don't mess with - them, they've been around!

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"What a difference 10 years can make..."'Judith Whitehead' (Inspiration Sunday)

Guest-blogger Judith Whitehead lives in Amherst N.Y. and has worked in the ophthalmology field of medicine for over 30 years... Today she talks about  the dilemma of aging...Enjoy! ;D)

What a difference 10 years can make

 As we age each decade of life brings many many changes in ones’ life; each ten years can

be the difference between independence, school,  graduation, marriage, starting a family and the list goes on and on. 

In retrospect, I think the biggest difference comes between the 80’s and the 90’s.  Once again we regress to the same goals we once had as a child; the need for  independence. 

Some adults reach their 80’s and are still able  to manage on their own, own their own homes and still drive; others are not so lucky. 

 One of the more upsetting milestones at that age is having to give up the car and driving.  It is directly associated with independence and can change life in an instant from what it once was. 

Many fight the idea of being without a car despite the safety factor; others give in willingly in order to put the safety of others first.

Some decide to give up their unsafe homes and opt for a senior apartment or assisted living situation.  For some the decision is made for them; unforeseen health issues usually influence the family.

This week I have two family members reaching some milestones; one is turning 90 and the other, my dad is going to be 94.  They both shake their heads in disbelief; how could they have reached this ripe older age.  Through medical advances and health maintenance people are living well into their 90’s today.  

This can be a mixed blessing for many, especially those that are not independent at all any longer and are used to that very independent life they once led.  It begs the question I ask myself time and time again; are people happy once they reach their 90’s if they are not living the lifestyle they once enjoyed.  

With many new medications on the market available to our seniors we have the capability to give them longevity weather they want it or not.  My dad is a perfect example of a drastic change in his lifestyle; he has good health and longevity on his side of the family but at this point in his life is unable to live alone and unassisted.  He is destined to live in a confined room with little possessions for the duration.  

It only brings me great sadness to visit with him often and I know in his heart his destiny cannot bring him happiness. The difference between 80 and 90 was monumental  for him as I am sure it is for many.   He went from total independence to senior living to assisted living in those short 10 years. 

 A great determining factor is the ability to walk; if a senior is unable to walk the decision is pretty much made for them.  They will need assistance around the clock which then brings up another challenge.  We have many facilities for

our seniors to move into; the one and only deciding factor in our country is money. Those with affordable means live in more luxury and have choices;  those without funds have their decision made for them. Working in the health field for many years have given me an eye opening experience of what is available out there and its not so pretty. 

 There is something to be said for socialized  medicine and its equality for our elderly.

When it comes to senior living in our country we are divided between the haves and have nots.  We are very fortunate that our family members have made choices that enable them to be in pleasant surroundings; it breaks my heart to see how some of our seniors are living out their remaining days.  

I don’t know what the answer is or if there is an answer but I hope down the line something can be done to equalize this predicament that our seniors are in.   

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"Kapa'a, Da Prettiest Town..." 'James "Kimo" Rosen

Forbes magazine recently named Kapa'a town one of the 15 prettiest
of our nations towns?  You be the judge.
http://www.forbes.com/pictures/efel45fhdf/kapaa-hawaii/

Kapa'a, Da Prettiest Town.

I was wondering if I read the recent  article  in Garden Island news correct, it said," Forbes Magazine named Kapa'a as one of the nation’s 15 prettiest towns, the only town west of the Rocky Mountains to make the list."   Are they talking about  my Kapa'a town?
http://thegardenisland.com/news/local/kapaa-earns-pretty-distinction/article_ebd923ac-145d-11e3-9d4d-001a4bcf887a.html

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy living in Kapa'a and it is my choice to live there, however it is anything but pretty, unique and different, yes,  but not pretty.

Everyday I walk and ride my bicycle through Kapa'a town with overgrown bushes  on the sidewalks making pedestrians move into street, litter on the shoulder of the roads, traffic congestion and some  of the worlds ugliest architecture I have ever seen.

Have you ever heard the expression people tell friends about the not so good looking girls they want to fix you up with,  they say she sure has a good personality, meaning she really isn't eye candy so to speak. 

 I do admit Kapa'a has a great personality.The expression goes, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder!"  Maybe Kapa'a could be named,  "Miss Congeniality."

Behold Kapa'a!

Check out my opinion article in the 09-04-13 edition of  the Kaua'i Garden Island News, "Kapa'a the Beautiful?"

http://thegardenisland.com/news/opinion/mailbag/letters-for-wednesday-sept/article_943572c6-152b-11e3-bb9c-001a4bcf887a.html

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