Someone asked me what we can do about the frustration with the media. I believe there are three things we can do:
1) Get educated! When friends, family or acquaintances start spewing something that you know is factually incorrect, let them know how incorrect they are. (There are a ton of well researched books and articles on the lies and scandals the media is helping to cover up.) The truth is that the media has been a willing accomplice of this regime to all of them.
2) Get out there and vote for really honest politicians. (I know, I know. What is that?) By the way, this goes back to number 1. Get educated on the people running for office. I don’t mean just the national elections but state and local too. The scumbags that are in Washington now came from someplace. They got to where they are because people like us just haven’t paid attention to the local elections. You know that right now your city councils and state legislatures are rats’ nests of liberal idiots. There is another Barry waiting in the wings. Finally;
3) Write letters to the editors, and pr departments and let them know you won’t purchase their papers, buy their magazines or frequent any of their advertisers until they have a more (please pardon me, FOX) fair and balanced presentation. I know that for outlets like the New York Times and the entire NBC cabal, that isn’t going to happen until they go bankrupt and are bought out by responsible organizations.
So I guess there really is just one thing to do; listen to what they say and believe the opposite!
Oh yeah, I almost forgot..
A couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform
the other about life after death.
Their biggest fear was that there was no after-life at all.
After a long life together, the husband was the first to die.
True to his word, he made the first contact:
“Is that you, George?”
“Yes, I’ve come back like we agreed.”
“That’s wonderful! What’s it like?”
“Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast and then it’s off to the golf course. I have sex again, bathe in the warm sun and then have sex a couple of more
times. Then I have lunch (you’d be proud - lots of greens). Another romp around
the golf course, then pretty much have sex the rest of the afternoon.
After supper, it’s back to golf course again. Then it’s more sex until late at night. I catch some much-needed sleep and then the next day it starts all over again”
“Oh, George…are you in Heaven?”
“No………..I’m a rabbit in Kansas .”