"Politicians, Don't talk stink on your opponent..."‏ 'James "Kimo" Rosen

Please vote with your brain, not by name recognition
just because you know someone or saw them
sign waiving, study the issues.
above photo; Kaua'i county council members
Dickie Chang and Nadine Nakamura.

I don't care for politicians whose main platform is  negativity on their opponent. We hear things like show us your birth certificate, show us your tax returns, and what your thoughts on abortion and birth control are.  We don't care, or should I say I don't care.

Politicians, Tell us what you can do, not what your opponent can't do.

How about demonstrating  to us how you are going to fix the economy?

Tell us how you are going to take care of Americans without insurance?  Tell us how your going to feed the hungry?

Don't forget to tell us how your going to put an end to  useless wars?

We don't care what beer you drink, what church you go to or who you have marital relations with. Tell us what you can do to get us out of this mess , bring jobs back to America in lieu of sending  almost everything overseas just to save a penny.

Don't talk stink on your opponent, prove who you are with actions.   Help us bring back America, and if it means crossing party lines and acting bipartisan, so be it, for the benefit of our great  country, please  do it! 

May God , Jesus, Moses  and Darwin Bless America!

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"A Blast from the past..." 'Judith Whitehead' (Inspiration Monday)

"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 her son's upcoming marriage.... ;D) Enjoy...

A BLAST FROM MY PAST

Last night we went to a synagogue to meet with the Rabbi and talk about our up coming simcha (celebration) in November. Our son is getting married to someone who is not of the Jewish faith and the Rabbi is performing an inter-faith ceremony. I have not been in that particular Temple for many years and as soon as I stepped into the front door the memories began to flood my mind. My husband and I were married in that same Temple 38 years ago. We entered the same Chapel where the ceremony was performed and it seemed to me so so long ago when we stood at that alter to share our vows.

The particular Rabbi that performed our ceremony has long since passed away but the halls still carried his spirit of his kindness and good will everywhere. We walked into the larger sanctuary where the larger crowds gather for the holidays and big events and  at once could not feel the over whelming feeling of greatness among those ominous concrete walls surrounding us.

This Temple is not as close as the one we usually attend but I am thinking maybe we will make more of an effort to take the drive downtown more often. It was an experience I would like to repeat and soon.

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"3 Guys in A Bar..." ' Marvin Gross' (Source)

Marvin Gross, Dakinetalks favorite comedian is back
retelling one of his favorite stories. Marvin
currently resides in Western N.Y. and is a
Financial consultant when not telling jokes...

An Irishman, an Italian, and a Polish guy are in a bar. They are having a good time and all agree that the bar is a nice place. Then the Irishman says, "Aye, this is a nice bar, but where I come from, back in Dublin , there's a better one. At McDougall's, you buy a drink, you buy another drink, and McDougall himself will buy your  third drink!" The others agree that sounds like a nice place.

 Then the Italian says, "Yeah, that's a nice bar, but where I come from, there's a better one. Over in Brooklyn, there's this place, Vinny's. At Vinny's, you buy a drink, Vinny buys you a drink. You buy anudda drink, Vinny buys you anudda drink." Everyone agrees that sounds like a great bar.

Then the Polish guy says, "You think that's great? Where I come from, there's this place called Jawoodski's. At Jawoodski's, they buy you your first drink, they buy you your second drink, they buy you your third drink, and then, they take you in the back and get you laid!" "Wow!" say the other two. "That's fantastic! Did that actually happen to you?" "No," replies the Polish guy, "but it happened to my sister!"

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"Who's Sane, Barack Obama..!" 'Obama Da Dog'

Obama Da Dog encourages everyone to get and vote and to exercise your right as Americans!
Although  dogs cannot legally vote, they can all "Bark Obama.!"

The Republicans top priority is to deny President Obama a second term by any means. The Republicans should be ashamed of denying America opportunity after opportunity. All this because  most are closest racists and cannot handle the fact that someone who doesn't look like them is the most powerful man in the world!

I actually know people  that believe president Obama is a closet Muslim and that his birth certificate is counterfeit. What are these people still in the second grade?

People believe everything they read on the Internet then forward it without checking the facts, rumors spread and people start believing lies.

 President Obama saved the American car Industry, took down Bin-laden and introduced health-care for all and on top of that  he's tried to be bipartisan, his cabinet has four  Republicans (-Ray LaHood, Sec. of Transportation -John McHugh, Sec. of the Army -Robert Gates, Sec. of Defense -Chuck Hagel, Co-Chair of Intelligence Board and he made his arch nemesis of the 2008 primary, Hillary Clinton his secretary of State. Talk about a Diplomat!

Obama  wants to be bi-partisan more than anything, however the unpatriotic Republicans main goal is for the President to fail, all this while America hurts during the worst recession in American history, and to top things off he's a good family man and loves this country with heart and soul.

 Did anyone see Gabby Gifford's lead the DNC in the pledge of allegiance, followed by a speech from Caroline Kennedy. Wow!!! tear jerker or what with emotion, how beautiful. How can anyone vote Republican is beyond comprehension. The  Democrats are the real people, the people that care, the people that make a difference.

Do some fact checking, you'll see who the best candidate is.

Remember Osama Bin Laden is dead and General Motors is alive!

Please vote for Barack "Who's Sane" Obama, and as my dog say's Bark Obama!

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" Gaseous Goings-On..!" 'Michael A. Herr' (Aloha Friday)

Renowned author Michael Herr is back guest-blogging on this awesome Aloha Friday talking about  those silent but deadly noises going on around the world... Make sure and check out Michael's website at; http://www.michaelherr.com/



ALOHA FRIDAY

Gaseous Goings-On !

Aloha Folks,

A couple of years back I had a quite minor operation. As I lay on the gurney, a chic shower cap on my balding head and nothing else but some threadbare underpants on my body, waiting to be prepped a doctor pulled back the curtain to my little space and sat down.

"I'm Dr. So-and-So," he said. "I'm your anesthesiologist."
"Oh," I replied, "you're my gas-passer."
Then, as I normally do after speaking, I paused to think. Probably not the best response to a man who was going to put me out . . . and could easily see to it that I never came back. And he probably wouldn't cut me any slack for hitting him with a line from an old episode of MASH*.

Remembering that incident got me thinking about bodily functions. There are a lot of things we do that we pay no mind to, but there are several things we can't control that cause us embarrassment.

We yawn when someone is speaking — minor embarrassment. We cough during a theatre performance. If the coughing goes on and on that can be major embarrassment.

For real embarrassment, we have to look inward. Truly inward, to our abdominal region mostly.
Our stomach rumbles, telling us and all those within earshot that we are hungry, or empty. We grimace and clutch our stomach our actions telling those around us that we have no control over this sound.

But sound is even more embarrassing, when combined with smell.
Yes, we pass gas. Sometimes just a small amount, and so silently that no one can point directly at us as the source. Sometimes so much, and so violently, that a trip to the nearest restroom is required to see if our underwear has survived.

Women, in the old days, who passed gas used to look around immediately to see if there was a dog close by that they could blame. Buddy Hackett did a tremendously funny bit on this.
Passing gas, farting, is a natural activity, so why is it so embarrassing? In a boys' high school locker room it's actually more of a recreational activity. The idea there is to hold the gas in until you can get close to someone, preferably someone sitting on a bench about arse-high . . . and then let go.

While high school boys think farting is humorous, especially if they are the ones doing the farting in someone else's packed car, based on my own experiences many years ago, high school boys cannot conceive of high school girls farting. In fact, even today, the more beautiful the woman, the less likely a man is to be able to conceive of her farting. Just as women "glow" rather than "sweat", so women are perceived by many men as being incapable of passing gas.

So, if you're lying in bed at night with your wife and the covers fly up in the air, obviously it was you who really let one, not your adorable petite wife. Even though she's the one who had the Super Deluxe Bean Burrito for dinner. So say you're sorry, flap the sheets to air out the bed, roll over and go back to sleep. Pull the cloud of embarrassment over yourself.
Okay folks, see you next week.
　

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Racism or what..?" 'Obama Da Dog' (Facebook-Source)



 My name is 'Obama.' My dad named me after President Obama.
I am proud to sayI am a dog who supports Obama... After-all
Willard Romney tied his dog to the roof of his station wagon
to accommodate luggage. What kind of man does that? I'm sure glad my
dad doesn't do that.

                                                      The Republicans top priority was to deny President Obama a second term by any means. The Republicans should be ashamed of denying America many opportunities but didn't because most are closest racists and cannot candle the fact that someone who doesn't look like them is the most powerful man in the world!
James "Kimo" Rosen

The rest of this blog is a random sampling of truths circulating all over Facebook, courtesy of Facebook shares...

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"The Eccentric on Kaua'i..." 'Bettejo Dux' (Classic Wednesday) Blog #777!

Guest-blogger Bettejo Dux is one of Kauai's most eccentric people, she has lived on the cosmic island of Kaua'i for over 40 years... She is an animal lover, people lover and enjoys life to the fullest. This is Dakinetalk lucky blog #777!    
www.bettejodux.com

THE ECCENTRIC ON KAUAI-Dakinetalk Lucky Blog #777

I think most writers are eccentric. We tend to be loners. Articles, columns, letters, novels are not usually written by a bunch of folks. There are writer’s clubs and courses in colleges and universities but I think most of the best writers go along with the idea: if you want to write, write. Study other writers. Read. I also think many of us find  our creative process dwindles the more social contact we have.

I also think writing is more a calling than a profession.
Filled with words and ideas we have to get them on paper. If we spoke them all the world would go deaf. I blame my addiction to words on my Irish roots, we’re filled with them. I think too many of my ancestors hung upside down and kissed the Blarney Stone.

As many writers in my generation did, I started with long yellow legal and a pencil. Then got lucky and married a man who had a small portable typewriter he’d taken with him to Berkley. He wanted to be the writer but it turned out I was. He was never jealous, but egged me on and even bragged. Bill,  delusional, was content to know that if he couldn't write, he was smart enough to marry a budding Dorothy Parker. That helped my ego.  As a young writer I hated rejection slips. Printed rejection slips. Nothing could be more demoralizing.

I’d learned to type, not a very good typist-I wasn't born to be a secretary-and am a terrible speller. Once I had an editor say, “Bettejo, never write a word without a dictionary.” I also have a habit of making up words which is fun, entertaining, and creative, only nobody knows what you’re talking about. Dictionaries do come in handy. Especially if you can remember the first three letters.

But eccentricity? Well, I have an over abundant supply. I am a devout non conformist. If everybody else is going north, I’m quite content to go south. In high school I went through the bobby sock and loafer shoe trip but as soon as I grew up I developed my own distinctive style. It went over. Heck, guys, in Manila I was named one of Manila’s best dressed women. Often the clothes I wore I designed. Don’t know if the fits the eccentric bin, but I remember the times fondly.

On Kauai, that bit of eccentricity went over like a great white shark in a wading pool. So I played it to the hilt.

To talk about eccentricity on Kauai is pretty much like talking about eccentricity in America-we’re a perfect macrocosm-and I think it does not usually play well. Most Americans seem to think they’re eccentric when they’re dressed just like everyone else and their garb has a designer label on it.  Think many of my generation did not outgrow the bobby sock stage.

You know what I love to wear most? Raggedy ass sweaty sweats, pants and sweaters with holes, and cheap white canvas tennis shoes made in China and bought and paid for at Payless.
I’m a practicing eccentric. Some one I love very much asked me, “Are you happy being you?” My answer? A resounding ‘yes’. You?

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Bettejo  also  publishes her own blog column.
You can check it out at ;  http://www.bettejo.wordpress.com .   Besides her blog she recently published and authored the humorous fiction book, "The Scam," check it out at(www.bettejodux.com) or  on Amazon.

http://www.bettejodux.com/