Here’s Texas Governor Rick Perry, heroically defending our border against unarmed children.
He’s so macho, squinting into the sun — too bad he doesn’t have one of those baseball hats that has a rim to keep the sun off his face. He patrolled the border like that for at least ten or fifteen minutes — until the photographer had enough good shots — so you know we won’t be bothered by any refugee kids coming over here, taking our jobs and voting for Democrats all willy-nilly like the election was a pinata. Or something.
Perry knows that we have to stop these kids from coming here because (1) they’re illegals (duh); (2) we can’t just care for every single child that is unwanted (embryos excepted); and (3) Uh. Let’s see. Hm. I can’t remember the third thing.
Oops.
He’s done it again. Obama has once more used his Super Powers granted to him to ignore the Constitution and tyrannically declare in an Executive Order that anyone doing business with the US government is not allowed to fire people for being gay. 
He’s taking away the God-given right of business owners who want to get our taxpayer money for their business to be able to fire taxpayers who just happen to have been born in a way they don’t like for reasons that cannot quite be explained using logic. How tyrannical!
Why, it’s unprecedented that a President would issue an order limiting who the government gives business to! Except of course for all the other times Presidents have done it (such as Lyndon Johnson and Richard Nixon). Yes, it’s true — we’ve been living in a tyranny for at least 50 years, don’t ya know. Even under Reagan!
This only affects businesses that do business with the federal government so if you want to hate fellow Americans and discriminate against them, you’re just going to have to do that on your own, buddy — because this is a tyranny.
Once more, a contingent of People Who Don’t Understand The Constitution are complaining because it doesn’t mean what they think it means.
Not surprisingly, it’s mostly religious folks, who also don’t understand the Bible either.
This time, it’s a woman who was fired from her job, violating her Freedom of Speech! Or so she says.
A Kentucky bank teller is complaining that her 1st Amendment rights were violated because she was fired for saying “Have a blessed day” to her customers. She also criticized patrons for “taking the Lord’s name in vain” and talked to people about “salvation”.
She was told by her boss to stop that, but she didn’t, because Jeebus demands her to do so or something. And now she’s fired. And whining that her speech and religious rights have been violated.
Well, no. As anyone who understands the first thing about freedoms will tell you. An employer has the right to tell their employees not to discuss religion, or politics, or anything of the sort with the customers, in the same way they can tell you to not wear boxing shorts and tank tops to work.
I certainly wouldn’t want to go to a bank and have the teller tell me “All praise to C’thulu” as I left. Or “Be sure to vote for my candidate!” or “Remember: oral sex is a sin.”
There’s a place for everything, and that is not the place. It’s a business decision.
If the business fired her simply for being a Christian, she would have a wonderful case, because her rights were clearly being violated. For that matter, if the bank fired her for saying any of those things on her own time when she wasn’t working, then I would happily take her case and fight against such a clear violation. But reasonable work rules such as “Don’t piss off our customers” don’t get that kind of protection.
And let’s once more make it clear, since this is one of the biggest mistakes People Who Don’t Understand The Constitution make: The 1st Amendment prevents the government from taking away your freedom of speech. It does not mean that you have the right to say whatever you want at any time and not take criticism for it or never have to face the consequences.
“Fellow Republicans. As you know, in the past we could always count on the Latino vote. As the party that is pro-family and against abortion and gay marriage, we appealed to their Catholic sensibilities. 
However, lately, we have seen that the Latino vote — like the women’s vote — has been moving away from us in huge numbers to the point where it is costing us elections. We must do something to appeal to these people if we ever want to win the White House again! Why they are leaving us is a complete mystery.
Anyway, on to other matters. We need to discuss the infiltration of our society by those terrible illegal immigrants, bringing their kids and crime and drugs into America. Plus how we need to make English the official language. Also, we have here a document proclaiming our support for the Hobby Lobby decision and to reiterate how corporations — which are clearly people — should be able to use their religious beliefs when deciding whether their female employees get contraception.”
45 years ago, Apollo 11 lifted off from Cape Canaveral in Florida. I remember it well. I was there. 
My father was an artist. He worked at Channel 12 in Richmond, designing their sets and painting their logos and “Be right back” slides in the days before computer graphics. He quit in 1969 when I was nine years old. We moved to Florida and he got a job with NASA’s art department.
This was an exciting time to be in Florida, because less than an hour away from us, they were building Walt Disney World. We rented a house in Titusville and Dad worked for NASA. He hated it — it was run like a military operation, even for the artists, and he quit soon thereafter and we moved back to Richmond, Virginia, where I had been born and had grown up.
But I did get to be on the beach watching Apollo 11 lift off. For a nine year old who wanted (among many other things) to be an astronomer, that was pretty cool. I had read so many books on the planets and could name all nine of them and their moons. (Yes, back then we had nine planets and only about 12 moons among them.)
The only other real memory I have of that day was when an older kid I knew told me that he worked for the local newspaper. He put a dime in the newspaper box and took out all of the papers, and then we rode our bikes down the street, selling papers to the cars that were stranded because of all the people trying to get to see the lift-off. It wasn’t until years later that I thought about it and realized he had stolen all those papers, but at the time I was so happy that I came home with three dollars or so. Hey, at least the people stuck in their cars had something to read.
It’s very sad that we now don’t think science is worth spending money on.
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