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THE WHITE SIDE OF THE STORY

My friends Mike & Emma Cobb sent me the following message that has no source identified. I do not know how or if Pat Buchanan actually wrote this as a letter, published it as an op-ed or actually broadcast it on his CNN show but the message is factual and represents many Americans views. The Democrats will scream that Obama is no longer running but then neglect to say who is running. How soon people forget that Clinton was called our “First Black President”. He was just a tool for his Marxists and beloved wife Hillary and her radical friends to do the same things Obama has done. If you think Obama is a radical put on your seatbelt as Hillary will skip Socialism and finish the Progressives goal to make America a Communists society. Then you will no longer own anything. Racism is the only way they can divide America and they have perfected the way to use it. Laugh now but when they take your savings and property your kids can shed the tears.  C Brewer

THE STORY

This is the reason CNN has dropped Buchanan. It’s like Newt G. Said, “you’re not supposed to bring up uncomfortable Facts.”

Finally………….It is Said Publicly. I have never seen the white side explained better!

Pat Buchanan had the guts to say it. It is about time!!

BUCHANAN TO OBAMA

By Patrick J. Buchanan

You say we need to have a conversation about race in America. Fair enough. But this time, it has to be a two-way conversation. White America needs to be heard from, not just lectured to…. This time, the Silent Majority needs to have its convictions, grievances and demands heard.

And among them are these:

First, America has been the best country on earth for black folks. It was here that 600,000 black people, brought from Africa in slave ships, grew into a community of 40 million, were introduced to Christian salvation, and reached the greatest levels of freedom and prosperity blacks have ever known. Jeremiah Wright ought to go down on his knees and thank God he is an American.

Second, no people anywhere has done more to lift up blacks than white Americans. Untold trillions have been spent since the ’60s on welfare, food stamps, rent supplements, Section 8 housing, Pell grants, student loans, legal services, Medicaid, Earned Income Tax Credits and poverty programs designed to bring the African-American community into the mainstream. Governments, businesses and colleges have engaged in discrimination against white folks — with affirmative action, contract set-asides and quotas — to advance black applicants over white applicants. Churches, foundations, civic groups, schools and individuals all over America have donated their time and money to support soup kitchens, adult education, day care, retirement and nursing homes for blacks.

We hear the grievances. Where is the gratitude??

Obama talks about new ‘ladders of opportunity’ for blacks. Let him go to Altoona? And Johnstown, and ask the white kids in Catholic schools how many were visited lately by Ivy League recruiters handing out scholarships for ‘deserving’ white kids…? Is white America really responsible for the fact that the crime and incarceration rates for African-Americans are seven times those of white America? Is it really white America’s fault that illegitimacy in the African-American community has hit 70 percent and the black dropout rate from high schools in some cities has reached 50 percent?

Is that the fault of white America or, first and foremost, a failure of the black community itself?

As for racism, its ugliest manifestation is in interracial crime, and especially interracial crimes of violence. Is Barack Obama aware that while white criminals choose black victims 3 percent of the time, black criminals choose white victims 45 percent of the time?

Is Obama aware that black-on-white rapes are 100  times (1000 %) more common than the reverse, that black-on-white robberies were 139 times (1390 %) as common in the first three years of this decade as the reverse?

We have all heard ad nauseam from the Rev. Al about Tawana Brawley, the Duke rape case and Jena. And all turned out to be hoaxes. But about the epidemic of black assaults on whites that are real, we hear nothing.

Sorry, Barack, some of us have heard it all before, about 40 years and 40 trillion tax dollars ago. This needs to be passed around because, this is a message everyone needs to hear!!!

OK……….will you pass it on? I did but will you?

Because I’m for a better America. I am Not racist, Not violent, We just want peace, Just not silent anymore.

In GOD we trust

Obama, said today “race relations is better now, then when he took office 6 years ago”. 

I think he went the psycho mushroom festival in Colorado today.   ANON

Your thoughts?

GO FOR A RUN IN THE RAIN!

This has been a hectic week for the Brewers. After a week of company we had to make a three hour drive last Sunday to watch an old and dear friend, Mr. Prentice Holder celebrate his 100th birthday Monday in Baytown Texas. We enjoyed visiting our daughter, Lisa and granddaughter, Emma before another three hour drive home Tuesday.

Rain has been our constant companion this month and Wednesday morning I went fishing with John Sommers and it started a light rain and he asked me if I was ready to go in and I said no. Less than five minutes later the rain was so heavy you could not see 50 feet and we raced through the rain to my boat house and got soaked. During the trip back the rain was painful hitting our faces and when we got inside the boat house we both had a long laugh.

Fishing was terrible as the lake is above full and the water is muddy. So far this month we have had over 17.5 inches of rain, golf was near impossible, as I said fishing was no good and we had over 7 inches of rain just this week. When I got up this morning I was tired and a little despondent with the exception of a wonderful birthday party and a chance to see our siblings, this week was a bummer.

So I decided to take some time to read some 200 E messages that I received in the last two days and thankfully found the following message from my friends, Mike & Emma Cobb. Reading the story below made me realize how lucky I am to still just be alive.

It made me remember the events in my life with children and how fragile and inquisitive they can be. In addition to having 44 children, grandchildren and great grandchildren, I have a 10 year old pen-pal in Pennsylvania, Miss Emily Perser.   

I have no idea who wrote this message or if it is actually true. It did impact me to share this with as many people as possible and it put a smile back on my old wrinkled face. I hope you will smile, remember your events with children and have a wonderful day. The sun just came out here for the first time in five days, what a happy event. C Brewer  

A MOM RESPONDS TO HER DAUGHTER.

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.

It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. We all stood there, under the awning, just inside the door of Wal-Mart.

We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.

I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.

Her little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, ‘Mom let’s run through the rain,’ She said.

‘What?’ Mom asked.

‘Let’s run through the rain!’ She repeated.

‘No, honey. We’ll wait until it slows down a bit,’ Mom replied.

This young child waited a minute and repeated: ‘Mom, let’s run through the rain….’

‘We’ll get soaked if we do,’ Mom said.

‘No, we won’t, Mom. That’s not what you said this morning,’ the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom’s arm.

‘This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?

”Don’t you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ‘ If God can get us through this, He can get us through anything!

The entire crowd stopped dead silent… I swear you couldn’t hear anything but the rain… We all stood silently. No one left. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.

Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child’s life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.

‘Honey, you are absolutely right. Let’s run through the rain. If GOD lets us get wet, well maybe we just need washing,’ Mom said.

Then off they ran.

We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They got soaked.

They were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.

Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories…So, don’t forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories every day.

To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.

I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

Send this to the people you’ll never forget and remember to also send it to the person who sent it to you. It’s a short message to let them know that you’ll never forget them.

If you don’t send it to anyone, it means you’re in a hurry.

Take the time to live!!!

Keep in touch with your friends, you never know when you’ll need each other and don’t forget to run in the rain!

Thanks Mike & Emma, you made my day!  CB

GROWING OLD

Inspirational things to think about . . .

Sitting here today with it raining, forecast to rain for three more days, I was wondering if spring would ever arrive. At 84, and arthritis getting worse my thoughts were focused on how much longer I would enjoy not having to depend on others to just live another day. When the weather allows I now can only play golf on a great small par three course close to my home. My right knee hurts every step I take but I know that exercise is necessary to live that other day. Thankfully my intellect usually overrides my laziness and having lived longer than any male in the history of my family I am in no hurry to depart.

Bored to the bone I decided to read my E mails to pass the time of day. Fortunately I read a message from Mike & Emma Cobb that quickly refocused my priorities. I decided you might also have bad days and may help you if you read the rest of this article.

I intend to save this on my desktop so I can read it every time I need to inspire myself in the future. I have no idea who compiled this information but I decided to share this on my blog. My thanks to the Cobb’s who are old dear friends.

C Brewer

Real life stories that teach you many things in life. Excellent reading these are based on true incidences both wonderful and inspirational. ANON

“Today, I interviewed my grandmother for part of a research paper I’m working on for my Psychology class.  When I asked her to define success in her own words, she said, “Success is when you look back at your life and the memories make you smile.”

“Today, I asked my mentor – a very successful business man in his 70s – what his top 3 tips are for success.  He smiled and said, “Read something no one else is reading, think something no one else is thinking, and do something no one else is doing.”

“Today, after a 72 hour shift at the fire station, a woman ran up to me at the grocery store and gave me a hug.  When I tensed up, she realized I didn’t recognize her. She let go with tears of joy in her eyes and the most sincere smile and said”, “On 9-11-2001, you carried me out of the World Trade Center.”

“Today, after I watched my dog get run over by a car, I sat on the side of the road holding him and crying. And just before he died, he licked the tears off my face.”

“Today at 7AM, I woke up feeling ill, but decided I needed the money, so I went into work.  At 3PM I got laid off. On my drive home I got a flat tire. When I went into the trunk for the spare, it was flat too.  A man in a BMW pulled over, gave me a ride, we chatted, and then he offered me a job. I start tomorrow.”

“Today, as my father, three brothers, and two sisters stood around my mother’s hospital bed, my mother uttered her last coherent words before she died. She simply said, “I feel so loved right now. We should have gotten together like this more often.” This one hit me hard. CB

“Today, I kissed my dad on the forehead as he passed away in a small hospital bed. About 5 seconds after he passed, I realized it was the first time I had given him a kiss since I was a little boy. Ouch! CB

“Today, in the cutest voice, my 8-year-old daughter asked me to start recycling.  I chuckled and asked, “Why?” She replied, “So you can help me save the planet.”  I chuckled again and asked, “And why do you want to save the planet?”  Because that’s where I keep all my stuff,” she said.”

“Today, when I witnessed a 27-year-old breast cancer patient laughing hysterically at her 2-year-old daughter’s antics, I suddenly realized that I need to stop complaining about my life and start celebrating it again.”

“Today, a boy in a wheelchair saw me desperately struggling on crutches with my broken leg and offered to carry my backpack and books for me. He helped me all the way across campus to my class and as he was leaving he said, “I hope you feel better soon.”

“Today, I was feeling down because the results of a biopsy came back malignant. When I got home, I opened an e-mail that said, “Thinking of you today.  If you need me, I’m a phone call away.”  It was from a high school friend I hadn’t seen in 10 years.”

Today, I was traveling in Kenya and I met a refugee from Zimbabwe. He said he hadn’t eaten anything in over 3 days and looked extremely skinny and unhealthy. Then my friend offered him the rest of the sandwich he was eating”. The first thing the man said was, “We can share it”.

“The best sermons are lived, not preached.”  ANON

Today I decided to make sure I did not annoy my wife, Norma, who usually suffers when I can’t play golf. I just cooked her favorite meal of scrambled eggs, sausage, hot biscuits with home grown dark honey from Clem Manuel, another dear friend. As it is supposed to rain all night and again tomorrow I will have this to cheer me up again.

C Brewer

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