Johnny, They Hardly Knew Ye, But WE Did............

Just sitting around being somewhat bemused by the latest "revelations" in the John "Wrap that Rascal" Edwards saga. I try not to judge too much when someone cheats on their spouse, since I am not involved, or know any details. It's wrong on a bunch of levels but I figure that kind of thing is between the folks involved and their maker. I do hate it for the kids involved and in particular the child that this affair brought into the world. What gripes my a** is that Johnboy denied that poor child was his for almost two whole years. Now she's got to grow up and live with that fact. I can not think of ANYTHING that could be much more evil than for a person to do that. I just can't get my head around the idea that someone could be that common and sorry to their child. Not only to get into the White House, but as the lies and stories began unraveling, it got to the point that he was willing to sell his soul or do anything else required just to be a key note speaker at the Democratic National Convention. Just to keep his name front and center in the public eye.

Now to be honest, none of this stuff really surprised me. Edwards was well known as a ambulance chaser around here and other than in various liberal enclaves was watched with a certain wariness. And Elizabeth, while I have the deepest sympathy for her illness, I don't have the slightest doubt that if she didn't know what kind of low life John was, that she should have known. I again don't have any doubts she was involved in the cover up so that she could be the "First Lady"

So on many levels it is sad and tragic story, but still I can't help but to find some humor in it. Too many years of being a cop with "gallows humor" I guess. I mean Johnboy and his inner circle treated this aide who wrote this "tell-all" book like a piece of trash, forgetting what a training Sgt. once taught me. He told me, "Son, just remember all the A**es you kick on your way up, you will have to kiss on the way down." Now it's been revealed that this aide has voice mail recordings as well as a "sex video" staring Johnboy and the woman in question. The sex tape is a little hard for me to believe, since I can't visualize Johnboy being able to stop looking in the mirror and making love to himself long enough to make love to a woman. I mean PLEASE. I bet you a fat man, (and here he sits) you can look up the definition of Narcissist in the dictionary and 9 times out of 10 you will see Edward's picture. The goodwife told me the entire story reminded her of what happens when white trash falls into money.

So I will sit back and wait to catch the latest developments on this unfolding soap opera.

Shameful Secret................

O.K. here goes.............

I should be standing up in front of you guys with a cup of coffee in my hand and say: "Hi, my name is Mike W. and I am a Democrat."

There, I feel much better. -grin-

Yep, been a registered Democrat since I was 18 years old.

This stuns all my friends when I share this little fact with them. You don't have to know me for very long, (Or for that matter, be around me) before you find that my views and opinions just don't match what you would think that a average (whatever THAT means) Democrat would have. So why the contradiction? Quite simple. North Carolina was at one time, before the time of Reagan, a very serious "yellow-dog" Democratic state. In national elections, the tendency was to vote conservative, but a Republican didn't even need to show up for a local election. It was said that if you wanted to run a yellow dog for office, all you had to do was to register him/her as a Democrat and it would have a very good chance of winning. Of course, times and people were different then and a Democrat of that time was more conservative than a heck of a lot of Republicans are today.

Another reason for my choice was that as a young man just getting into the field of law enforcement as a career, I looked fairly closely at various Sheriff's departments for possible employment. I don't know what other states or commonwealths are like, but in North Carolina the Sheriff is the highest ranking law enforcement officer in the county that he/she works in. Until fairly recently, the only person who could arrest a Sheriff in his/her own county was the coroner. The power of a Sheriff was pretty much unlimited. If a Sheriff was newly elected and didn't like any of the staff that had worked for the previous Sheriff, then he could fire any person he so chose. No reason was needed, since by state law the deputies held their commissions by the Sheriff's discretion and good will. I saw this happen numerous times. No Sheriff would totally clean house the day he walked in the door, but you can bet that he would have a game plan that just as soon as he could, he would have his own people in and the others out. Another angle was that any potential recruit to the department would have a very thorough back round check done on them, to include a check of their voter registration and history of voting. Mind you, not who they had voted for, but rather if the voted in the primaries and general elections. A Sheriff would look at a person who didn't get out a vote much a lot closer than someone who did. After all, votes are blood. He would also make sure that your political party would match too. Most Sheriff's were`always planning their next election the day that they won their first. They like it when deputies on their days off put up signs and campaign for their favorite candidate. We have a long tradition of Sheriffs staying in office just as long as they can, 20/30 years on average and most die there. So in the past, there was a valid reason for picking your political party very carefully, perhaps not so much these days.

Why don't I change? I don't know, perhaps just sheer hardheadedness. But it's worked so far, and I guess it will keep working, so I ask myself, why should I change?

Well, that's my story, and I am sticking to it................

Still Here.............

Still in the hospital, trying to get all my systems working again. I have been taking morphine to controls the pain of my incision. But one of the disadvantages of morphine is that it slows down the bowels and the doc doesn't want to kick me loose until he is sure that everything is working as it should. So it looks like I will be a in-patient until after the weekend. Not to mention that they are calling for a strong snow/ice storm to start around these parts Friday night going through Saturday night. Some predictions are for as much as 10" of snow. There is a definite sense of panic in the air, the traditional run on bread, milk and toilet paper has began at the grocery stores. The doc would also be much happier if I was at the hospital rather than at my home, since if I need to get back to the hospital due to an emergency, I don't know for sure that I could make it back. I live sorta off the beaten path. So be prepared for at least several post. Boredom is a terrible thing to waste. -grin-

Finally.................

Well, I took and passed the test, they have removed the NG tube and life is very, very, very good.

Now I will start small amounts of fluid (1 oz. every hour) and they will figure out where to go from here. At least we are going forward, rather than backward or spinning around in a big circle. No matter how slow the trip, it's still good to be going forward.

Slow But Steady.............

No test today, maybe tomorrow. It seems like the doctor is taking the conservative path and isn't rushing things. I can live with that, for a while. I sure don't want to develop leaks that need to be repaired like last time. So I get to sit back and mellow out for a few more days.

I Made It.................

Surgery's done. I am short one Gall Bladder but well on the road to recovery. I am still in the hospital, but think I will be able to head home after some test on Monday.

Thank you all for your concerns, best wishes, prayers and good thoughts. They helped more than you will ever know.

Appointment At Dawn...............

Well, tomorrow is the day that I go back in to the hospital to get repaired what got "fixed" last June. Hopefully they will do a better job this time. I have learned that they call it medical "practice" for a reason. -grin-

This is from the movie "The 13 Warrior" and I thought it was appropriate.

Merciful Father, I have squandered my days with plans of many things. This was not among them. But at this moment, I beg only to live the next few minutes well. For all we ought to have thought, and have not thought; all we ought to have said, and have not said; all we ought to have done, and have not done; I pray thee God for forgiveness.

Write ya'll when I get back................