It’s easy to be a Saint from a verbal standpoint! I was at my aunt and uncle’s house one day watching CNN -It was during this time that president trump was turning back people from the Mexican border. Children being separated from their parents and kept in holding tanks somewhere in Texas. I remember my aunt commenting about how they should leave those poor people in peace who have no opportunity or nowhere else to go. She went on to comment about the children who were separated from their families…I remember discussing it with a friend of mine later who said “If she’s so concerned about the Mexican people why doesn’t she take some of them into her home? If she’s so concerned about these children separated from their families why doesn’t she adopt 1 or 2?”. My aunt watches over her home like it’s “The Palace of Versailles”. It’s more important to her than her very own family relationships (is yours?) -based upon my own observations.

In another discussion with a friend of mine – They pointed out how desperately the democrats were to bring down that wall along the Mexican border and bring down the wall at the Mexican border and bring in the Mexican people being ravaged…. Then one day there was a segment on CNN showing the 10′ wall Nancy Pelosi had around her own home lol. You see, it’s easy to be a Saint… We’re all saints with regard to our intentions or sentiments. There’s one word only that sums up true sainthood -SACRIFICE (“actioni!” as Clint would say).

And finally, this friend and I went to a Mexican restaurant locally, and ate a taco plate each -it was 30 some dollars! When we went to visit my aunt and uncle we told them of the experience. My aunt’s response, “It’s about time the Mexican people started getting paid what they are worth”. Then some time later… 😄 My uncle and I had done some work in the new shed he had just purchased and put in the backyard. We had to go and get some supplies for the insulation we were putting in… On the way back home we stopped by a little Mexican restaurant to get some burritos. It was $30 [I can’t stop laughing]… When we got back to the house my aunt asked “How much was it?” His reply, “$30”. My aunt chirped 🐥, “Aye-Chihuahua, we’re not going back there again!” What happened to helping the Mexican people?*

It’s when you make an offer that seems quite valiant -knowing the person couldn’t or wouldn’t possibly accept! Maybe I saw this in a soap opera time or two.

I remember watching the scandals on CNN regarding Trump (women/russia) at my Aunt and Uncle’s house and telling my Aunt, “if you dislike him so much, why don’t you do something about?” Her reply, “Do what?” It was at that moment that I realized how powerless or inept the typical American citizen is in this country. That’s what happens when you don’t know the operations and the inner workings of the country you live in. Which I doubt very seriously is entirely by mistake. So far, if you have an issue in this country you write your Congressman and never hear back from them.

We put people in office and, more-often-than-not, suffer the consequences -rather than reap the benefits. I guess that’s what it is to be powerless. The way to win an election is to have your guy on both sides so that whichever one wins… The thing about monopolies is that you can use one side of the aisle to manipulate the other… You can use one company to manipulate consumers to buy from another…. And at an overinflated rate.

You have a dummy politician that everybody hates running for a particular cause -causing you to vote otherwise simply because you can’t stand the guy running. And of course you’ve fall right into their trap in doing so. I saw a movie about Con men and all the interesting angles they use “House of Games” Joe Mantegna/Lindsay Crouse (1987).

*Incidentally, that restaurant we went to for the taco plates -the increase in price was due to the renovations they had done to the building. I would have rather paid half the price and ate in the building the way it was.