Well, it stands to reason that the Democrats are providing a disgusting display at Judge Kavanaugh’s confirmation hearings. It also stands to reason that they will continue to create chaos as usual. Senator Grassley is right to call each of them out-of-order as all of the Senators have received the order of business and how the meetings will proceed. What’s amazing about the hearings in the first ten minutes is the crowds in the hearing room yelling and screaming and they have not been removed. But these crowds are being brought in by the Democrats that are unwilling to vote for the nominee simply because of the President of the United States.
So how do they cause this disgusting display? They make claims that there is something that is being “hidden so the American people won’t know what the Administration is hiding.” Unfortunately, as is the case the majority of the time, the Democrats will lie and lie and lie about document dumps the night before the hearings, and not knowing anything about the nominee, etc. What a joke! Senators Blumenthal, Harris, Booker, Feinstein, etc. Nothing that they are claiming is legitimate.
The only reason that this charade by the Democrats is happening is because of a few reasons:
Hillary Clinton is not President.
Donald Trump is President.
Hillary Clinton did not nominate a liberal to the Supreme Court.
Donald Trump has nominated someone considered (by many) to be a conservative to the Supreme Court.
Democrats do not like Donald Trump, therefore, they do not like his nominee although both parties know full well Kavanaugh’s background, resume, and writings and both parties have spoken favorably of Judge Kavanaugh prior to today’s hearings.
This display is not foreign to American politics. Both sides of the aisle have behaved disgustingly toward each other at times. Unfortunately, we have progressives on both sides of the aisle and it appears that neither the Republicans nor the Democrats represent Americans any longer for which they were voted to do. However, it appears more and more that the Democrats are simply out to create chaos, along with some Republicans, by arguing and dividing and causing dissent among the American people. They speak of divisions in America and they are the ones who continue to divide.
Well, well, well…the truth has been revealed. You see, late this afternoon some news popped in my text messages. It was from my eldest sister, Dina. Yep! You guessed it! She admitted to nothing, but I still have it figured out. You see, she keeps defending the “angelest of us all”, that is, my younger brother Richard. Richard is a mild-mannered fellow. In fact, everyone that meets Rich (as he so lovingly is called) loves him because of his generosity, hospitality, and graciousness. He really is a good fellow.
However, I would never tell anyone that they have a “good” heart or that someone is “good-hearted.” I have my reason right here:
The heart is more deceitful than anything else, and incurable–who can understand it? i, Yahweh, examine the mind, i test the heart to give to each according to his way, according to what his actions deserve. (Jeremiah 17:9-10, HCSB)
The heart is more deceitful than anything else, and that tells me that Rich’s heart is deceitful. While I was so ignominiously being accused of such a dastardly deed, my brother was sitting back enjoying himself and seeing all the mischief that he created by said deceitful heart that is deceitful more than anything else in this whole wide world. I on the other hand, asserting my innocence, was being played the buffoon, the nerd, the stooge, the dolt…I think you get the point. And the whole time I knew that it had to be he or my eldest sister of whom I am fond of more now than ever before simply because I now see her innocence in the affair…
Or do I?
Again, I know that Dina and Richard are very close. Could she be setting up Rich as she did me on the airplane that dreadful day that she punked my sweet saint of a mother, Fran, on our way to our desired destination in California? Could it be that she, in her forgery, her hatching of this contemptible deed has turned the tables on my brother Richard? Well, I would not put it past her one bit.
You see, why would she just spill the beans today? Granted, after all of our texting throughout the day yesterday and today, my eldest brother told us to stop texting him while he is working, but that is beside the point. Why would she just tell me out of the clear blue that Richard is the culprit. She alleges that Rich confessed to her last evening and even sent her a picture of his notification that said spud had been delivered to good old mother dear (see below).
Now notice some of the details in this screen shot. First, it simply says The last item in your order has been delivered. Secondly, there is no name associated on this screenshot; it just says AnonymousPotato to me. Who is the me in this screenshot? Could it be Rich’s? Or could it be Dina? Thirdly, how do I know that Rich has T-Mobile or that Dina has T-Mobile? Could it be that one has another carrier and the other has T-Mobile? Well, the possibility is a valid one indeed. And who is most likely to blame someone else instead of H-E-R-S-E-L-F or himself? (<—BIG clue!)
So I believe that I have solved the mystery of the great potato! It goes something like this:
Appearances often are deceiving!
You see, the appearance that Dina has shaded herself in is that of innocence. She is the antagonist in this mystery. She is the one who is competing with another–the protagonist which happens to be me! And why would she cause this estrangement between us? Because, as I said in my last post, I am my dear sweet angel and saint of a mother’s favorite child. I can’t help it. That’s just the way it is. She can try to compete for first place, but there is no first place before me because I am in first place. I have won!
Let me put it another way: I have humbly accepted this seat of favoritism. I have labored day-in and day-out, jockeying, vying, and ever looking to supersede my siblings. And I have with all humility accepted the cherished and prized position of being the favorite to my dear old mother whose birthday is tomorrow.
So send the spuds! The party is just about to begin! My party…wait…I mean the party for my mother’s birthday!
Did I mention it’s tomorrow?!?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOMMY! I LOVE YOU!!!!!
(It was Dina…and Richard…just like you and I thought it was!!!!)
Approximately at 4:30 a.m. this very morning, my eldest sister, Dina, texted the family with this comment:
The truth must be revealed.
I agree. Whomever sent my mother the anonymous potato for her 76th birthday which occurs on August 31, 2018, must make herself/himself known. I put it that way because I still believe that it is my sister, Dina, who ordered the potato and is setting me up. After speaking and/or texting both of my two older brothers, the only other person that it could be is my younger brother, Richard.
With that said, I realize that my eldest sister, Dina, and my youngest brother, Richard, are very close to each other. And because of this, it could be that they are both in cahoots with each other. The shenanigans that these two hooligans get into are common, primordial, and even against the very grain of which I have in my mind, soul, and body.
However, I must admit, this is the greatest prank ever committed against me since I am being unwittingly blamed for such antics as ordering an anonymous potato for my dear sweet mother. Rather, I would buy her diamonds and gold for each successive year of her life out of sheer love for her and admiration for the nobility which resides with her (of course I don’t have that kind of money, so I bought her a birthday card and am looking for something made in China or Mexico to give to her). And, not only would I buy her diamonds and gold, I would not do anything which to cause her consternation to the point of insanity.
So who would do this? Perhaps–and I say this with all sincerity–I think that the two siblings mentioned in this post might just do something like this. And why? Because of being my mother’s favorite child, that’s why! They cannot stand to think that I have been her favorite all along. You read that right! All along I have been her favorite and it’s because of the capacity of my love towards her. No, I would not give her high jinks such as these two. On the contrary, I could only shower the most honorable mother I have ever known.
So, with these words, again, I attest to my innocence. Both my Associate Pastor and my wife have attested to my innocence. That is three witnesses to the fact that I am just as surprised by the spoof that Dina and Richard are trying to pull on my dear old sweet mother. Her neurosis at this point is too unbearable and, yet, they continue with monkeyshines. And for who’s benefit? I can only imagine that it is for their own benefit.
Why I remember a time when my eldest sister and I were traveling with my dear sweet mother to California. She hatched a plan to prank my mother. She said in no uncertain terms, “I think this will be a doozy!” She told my mother to put my plastic bottle and her aluminum can in her purse so she could turn them in and be paid in California to help pay for her ticket. Then Dina told my dear saint of a mother to ask the flight attendant for the bag of cans and bottles after he picked them up from the entire plane so she could turn them in to help pay for her plan ticket. As my memory serves me oh so correctly, the conversation went something like this:
Dina: Mom, he will give you that bag full of plastic bottles and aluminum cans so you can turn them in when we arrive at our desired destination in California. It will help you to make up some money for the plane ticket that you purchased with your hard-earned money.
Mom: Really, Dina? I am sure that you would not try to pull a dirty gag such as this because I am your dear sweet saint of a mother.
Dina: That’s right, mother dear. I would never do anything like this to you because you are a woman whose children have risen to call her blessed!
Mom: Okay. I’ll ask him. Excuse me, kind sir, after picking up the plastic bottles and aluminum cans, may I have that trash bag so I can turn them in when we arrive at our desired destination in California? It will certainly help me to pay for my overpriced airfare.
Flight Attendant (with everyone sitting around my mother, starting to laugh at her): Excuse me?
Mom: My daughter (points to Dina across the aisle) said that you would be willing to give said bag of said bottles and cans to help pay for my overpriced airfare to our desired destination in California.
Dina: What?!? I’ve never seen this woman before in my life!!
Mom: Wha…wha…whaaaaaaaaaat?!?
Of course I urged my eldest sister, Dina, not to pull the prank on my dear saint of a mother, but did she listen? By no means! Rather, she gave me an elbow to the ribs and told me to sit there and be quiet!