My Presidents Day Speech....but in Written Form . :)

Sailor George Mendonsa, the man photographed kissing a woman in Times Square in celebration of the end of World War II, passed away on Sunday at the age of 95. The photos of Mendonsa and Greta Zimmer Friedman were taken in New York City on August 14, 1945.

What an amazing long life this gentleman had. Imagine all he saw and did in his 95 years of life. From WW2 through our modern era. The transformation of our country, society and the world at large, the advances in medicine and technology...it must have been stunning to have been able to see it all, and live in the midst of it. 

 

I'm not an expert on swat teams & policing, but I see a problem with the following photo which is from the recent shooing in Chicago where 6 cops got shot/injured, plus 6 others died. See, I think they need to be lean and mean & have stealth & mobility & all that. Beyond the fact that this one guy has double chins on top of his double chins, they are carrying what appears to be a good 80 pounds of equipment, & are dressed in some sort of uniform which does not blend in with the city.   

In other words, they are giant slow moving green targets. Now I get that boys will be boys and like to play Army man, but this is actually detrimental to the safety of the officers, plus, if they get wounded or worse, they are not able to protect members of society, which they are paid to protect. I mean if a long drawn out hostage situation unfolds, they can fly some ham and cheese sandwiches in from a  drone. They don't have to have MRE's and canteens and 9000 rounds  of ammo and flashlights with bulky gloves plus God knows what else. And the camouflage makes them stand out alarmingly. They might as well, from a incognito-blending-in-standpoint, be wearing pink speedos with a bulls-eye on their chest with a neon light point directly to it. Seriously, I'm not making light of this. I don't want anyone getting shot, cops or citizens but...how about some common sense here. We need a couple of Ninja type cops with guns and Kevlar, not out of shape guys wearing leftover military gear from a war in Fallujah. 

 

 Meanwhile on the Mexico/USA border...with Trump declaring a National Emergency, right after shutting down the government for 35 days, and 2 plus years of his haranguing, bellowing, frothing at the mouth and blathering about caravans, murderers, violence, immigrants, diseases, plus untold 100's of millions of dollars spent in court battles and deploying troops over his made up bigoted "crisis"....some American guy is fishing in the Rio Grande River. Quietly, calmly, serenely, just...fishing. 

If somebody called Fox News and Trumpie to report this...they/he'd freak the fuck out and call in a drone strike or something. Because , you know...it proves there is no crisis. 

 

Fancy a fast fuck by the forest?  :) 

 

For those people that need specific instructions. In other words...by my saying "people" I really mean..."men".  :) 

The Institute of Sexology Exhibition...In Pictures.

The Institute of Sexology Exhibition...In Pictures. 

 

Erotic Sandstone Sculpture of a Couple - Origin: India (Orissa) Circa: 13th Century AD

 

Just for clarification purposes...I didn't *wave* at him, I just nodded in his direction.  

The rest is accurate.   :)

 

Random Memes...

Who the Hell Designs Kids Toys and Christmas Ornaments? :)

Happy Valentines Day Cuckold Husband.

Your soft lips, when you kiss me tenderly.

Your big masculine hands, covered with scars from life, veins, so gentle and secure.

Your calm patience, when I am frazzled or upset. Your heart and soul so filled with a zest for life and the desire to make the lives of those around you, as best as can be.

Your beautiful mind, which is a font of knowledge, and has an indomitable yearning desire to know more. Your beautiful heart, so filled with compassion for others, for your empathy towards those without a voice, those without options, for those that drew the short end of the stick in life, through no fault of their own. For your endless energy and optimism that things can change for the better, and your sense of duty that its up to those of us that have more, to do more, those that know more, to share it freely, those who earn more, to help those that earn less, and for those that have nothing, you figuratively and literally would, you will again, and you have given them your last dollar and the clothes off your back. 

You know just when I don't feel well, and bring me my fuzzy slippers, bathrobe, hot tea, soup and a grilled cheese sandwich, you turn up the heat, fill up and turn on the humidifiers, you find my favorite old movies to watch, and you go to the library to get me books to read. 

You take care of the house, the yard, the gutters, the garden, the bird feeder, the puppies and kitties, the strays, the cars, laundry and shopping. You keep the salesmen, the politicians wanting money, the religious proselytizers, and other bothersome rude people away from the front door, so I never have to see them.  

You're kind to my noisy nieces and nephews, to my loud gigging girlfriends, to my somewhat obnoxious brother-in-law and you never ever ever have been anything but kind to my mother. You are always so polite to the waiters and waitresses, the doctors office staff, the mailman, the cashiers and anywhere we go, you hold the door open for anyone and everyone, and allow them to go first.

You make me laugh, give me solace, serenity, happiness, peace of mind, a positive outlook for the future, for our future and instill in me the hope that things can improve, for all of mankind. You know when I need silence, when my mind and body needs quiet, to be alone, to rest or to reflect, and you never encroach on those times with any self-serving neediness.  

You mean everything in the world to me. I am the luckiest woman on the planet to have met you, to know you, to be married to you...and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and all of beyond.

I Love You.  :)