Activist should learn to "pick" their battles

NEWS FLASH……..Three Reported Missing After Animal Rights Activists Take “War on Leather” to Motorcycle  Rally.

Pennsylvania – ~Three Reported Missing After Animal Rights Activists Take “War on Leather” to Motorcycle  Rally.~

Johnstown, PA: Local and state police scoured the hills outside rural Johnstown, Pennsylvania, after reports of three animal rights activists going missing after attempting to protest the wearing of leather at a large motorcycle gang rally this weekend. Two others, previously reported missing, were discovered by fast food workers “duct taped inside several fast food restaurant dumpsters,” according to police officials.

“Something just went wrong,” said a still visibly shaken organizer of the protest. “Something just went horribly, horribly, wrong.”

The organizer said a group of concerned animal rights activist groups, “growing tired of throwing fake blood and shouting profanities at older women wearing leather or fur coats,” decided to protest the annual motorcycle club event “in a hope to show them our outrage at their wanton use of leather in their clothing and motor bike seats.” “In fact,” said the organizer. “Motorcycle gangs are one of the biggest abusers of wearing leather, and we decided it was high time that we let them know that we disagree with them using it… Ergo, they should stop.”

According to witnesses, protesters arrived at the event in a vintage 1960’s era Volkswagen van and began to pelt the gang members with balloons filled with red colored water, simulating blood, and shouting “you’re murderers” to passers by. This, evidently, is when the brouhaha began.

“They peed on me!!!” charged one activist. “They grabbed me, said I looked like I was French, started calling me ‘La Trene’, and duct taped me to a tree so they could pee on me all day!”

“I… I was trying to show my outrage at a man with a heavy leather jacket. And, he… he didn’t even care. I called him a murderer, and all he said was, ‘You can’t prove that.’ Next thing I know is he forced me to ride on the back of his motorcycle all day, and not left me off, because his girl friend was out of town and I was almost a woman.”

Still others claimed they were forced to eat hamburgers and hot dogs under duress. Those who resisted were allegedly held down while several bikers “farted on their heads.”

Police officials declined comments on any leads or arrests due to the ongoing nature of the investigation, however, organizers for the motorcycle club rally expressed “surprise” at the allegations.

“That’s preposterous,” said on high ranking member of the biker organizing committee. “We were having a party, and these people showed up and were very rude to us. They threw things at us, called us names, and tried to ruin the entire event. So, what did we do? We invited them to the party! What could be more friendly than that? You know, just because we are all members of motorcycle clubs does not mean we do not care about inclusiveness. Personally, I think it shows a lack of character for them to be saying such nasty things about us after we bent over backwards to make them feel welcome.”

When confronted with the allegations of force feeding the activists meat, using them as ad hoc latrines, leaving them incapacitated in fast food restaurant dumpsters, and ‘farting on their heads,’ the organizer declined to comment in detail. “That’s just our secret handshake,” assured the organizer.

The above is purely fictitious and used without permission of any kind…..But it is damn funny.

dh

My favorite day in December

There is a day in december that, for me, is one of my favorite days of the year

.It’s not the thirty-first or even the twenty-fifth. This year the day was the Twelfth of December.

The 12th of December this year, marked the annual Buckners Children’s Home Christmas Party. For some twenty years the staff and friends of Buckners hold a  christmas party for the kids.

Like most Holiday events there is plenty of food, Holiday decorations good cheer and LOTS of presents for the kids. For almost as many years  local groups, like motorcycle clubs, automobile clubs and off-road vehicle clubs have joined in on the day, giving a little of what is precious to them. A muddy ride in a jeep, a spin in a sports car or as many laps as you want on the back of a bike.

For the past two years It’s that last group that has brought me to this event. This day of festivities and taking these kids for a “ride” around the facility has become my favorite time of the holiday’s. So often we take for granted that for most of us as kids we had a typical home, with parents who cared and brothers and sisters who were, well, brothers and sisters.

 These young folks, for whatever the reason have come to stay at this place and the staff there work to give them the love and stability they need in there young lives. Each year I go and it’s the same thing, kids, who usually are reserved and shy, perk up. There eyes grow large and the smiles are huge. “I want to ride that one,… no that one!” “Don’t worry”, we tell ’em, “you can ride them all, as much as you like.” And ride they do. From the littlest to the oldest as many laps as they want. Bailing off the back of the bike at the end of the run, to get back in line to ride with another “biker” and his  ride.   The guys in the Jeeps and the Corvettes have the same “problem” as the Bikers.

Hauling that precious cargo you must be ever alert and cautious. But it’s tough to concentrate with that lump in your throat. Then one comes up and give you a hug and thanks you for the ride and tells you how they look forward to this day the whole year. The act of giving, even if it’s just the gift of something we take for granted every day, the feel of the road, the wind in our face and the sound of motorcycle rumbling as it pulls away, this “giving” is the best of the Holiday Season.

Merry Christmas dh 

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David Henderson
dhhen1@gt.rr.com

Everyone should by a Chevy Malibu

I got this from Amy Ridenour’s Blog.  Is it just me or does this just make too much since?

When are folks going to understand? It’s not about the un or under insured, it’s about our government mandating an action on our part that it does not have the constitutional power to do.

 

 

<a href="http://www.nationalcenter.org/Blog.html&quot; title="(http://www.nationalcenter.org/Blog.html)“>Amy Ridenour’s National Center Blog 

Everyone Must Buy a Chevy Malibu

Posted: 10 Dec 2009 07:26 PM PST

I heard a very good point from radio host Sean Casey on WCBN radio (Baltimore) today on the question of the Constitutionality of the health care insurance mandate.

He asked (paraphrase), “would it be Constitutional if the federal government said we all had to buy a new Chevy Malibu every year?”

I think that’s the fastest explanation of the idiocy of the individual mandate I have heard yet.

One can, after all, build a solid case for mandating frequent purchases of Chevy Malibu’s: the taxpayers are invested in General Motors and would like their money back; new engines burn cleaner than old engines so it would be (on one level) good for the environment; people in Michigan and elsewhere need jobs and car manufacturing and selling creates them; old Chevy Malibu’s could be given to the poor, etc.

There are many good reasons to mandate annual purchases of Chevy Malibu’s, but that wouldn’t make a federal requirement that we must do so Constitutional, and an individual mandate that we must buy health insurance isn’t Constitutional, either.

 

David Henderson

“If everyone is thinking alike….then someone isn’t thinking”

 

Words of Wisdom

‘If you don’t read the newspaper you are uninformed; if you do read the newspaper you are misinformed.’
Mark Twain 

Suppose you were an idiot.  And suppose you were a member of Congress…. But then I repeat myself.
-Mark Twain 

David Henderson

"If everyone is thinking alike….then someone isn’t thinking"

Winter is here – sort of.

Well it snowed yesterday. Earliest snowfall is history. Sadly, it did not stick. It was fun to see it fall though. It actually came down quite hard. Some area’s north of here had an inch or two.?

This morning it’s sunny and in the upper 20’s. I may suit up and go for a ride. Just to say I did and it can be done.?
No one ever said I was the brightest of the three kids.

David Henderson



The Grinch

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so?  It came without ribbons.  It came without tags.  It came without packages, boxes or bags.  And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore.  Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before.  What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store.  What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.
 ~Dr. Seuss
I always liked that story..

 

 

David Henderson

“If everyone is thinking alike….then someone isn’t thinking”

 

 

Ancient History

“Rooting”, if you will,  around a dresser drawer the other night, I came across photo’s of a strapping young thing…and some kid.

It was Junior year in high school and Grover here was my “project” for FFA. That’s Future Farmers of America.

I never did become the farmer but received quite an education. Those were indeed the days. Getting up early to feed and exercise Grover. Heading back out after dinner, again to feed and exercise. We placed 4th in the show at the fair. Good enough for some respect but just missing out on the big auction where all the big wigs get liquored up and bid on these animals, putting some pretty big cash in the pockets of us kids.

Alas, Grover was a good pig, just not a great pig.

Mom’s boss ended up buying him and then giving Grover back to me.

I’m often asked what fate became of Grover. He was raised a Market Barrow,  a male pig relieved of his maleness at an early age so as to put on weight and muscle, eventually ending up as table fare.

Like I said, Grover was a Good Pig !

David Henderson

"If everyone is thinking alike….then someone isn’t thinking"

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