Today, August 29, 2008 will go down in history as a date which will live in fama forever for the United States of America. Not just for the Republican Party. That Republican Party presidential candidate Sen. John McCain picked Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin is the most phonomenal choosing of a Vice-Presidential candidate in American political history. I don't claim to be some politically astute hack. But, I am someone who has always tended to vote Republican, Independent or Libertarian. I can say this, I was seriously waivering on even participating in the political process in this year's election until today. By the pouring out of emotion and logical rational by conservatives about this pick, the small capped democrats and their Marxist agenda might as well pack it in and call for the same surrender of the politcal process that they continually have on the deciseivly winning the war on terror. The Republicans have already won this year's Presidential election. The gender gap has been breached in American presidential politics (do we really believe that the Geraldine Ferraro pick ever had a prayer?). The glass ceiling is now forever broken and the pieces are splattered all over the face and place of Marxist feminism for eternity. Sarah Palin has been a gem in waiting. Wow, even for this military guy, she has more BALLS than I do! Certainly, more than Hillary Clinton. And all she ever did was just her job: to serve her native Alaska constituents. No geographic monkeying around to leverage a marketing concept to get elected to political office the likes that Hillary Clinton and her clones contrived over the years. I am so stoked by this pick that I would love to give Russian dictator Vladimer Putin a lap danse and dispense my glee all over his surely now concerned knees of evil and destruction. I hope I am not wrong about this. But, I think the Russians now get the idea that, like the former Soviet Union and their Marxist ideology, America and her freedom ideology has never gone away either. They surely now have to see that the American people, when push comes to shove, will not now or ever cow tow to the eventual anarchy and psychotic ethos of what Marxism has always wrought upon its subjects. So, quiver, shake and bake, do thee Obama Stramma and Da Biden bing bang boo. But, rhetoric and retardedness will never eclipse this master stroke of political genuis in the formation of the now McCain/Palin ticket. In the end, what was once a an almost surely lost vote for the Republicans this year is now firmly ensconsed in an ever waiting button pusher for the new President of the United States, John McCain. Now, to be able to convince my fellow thespians, comedians and models that you do NOT have to be a swinging liberal Marxist or Obamahead to be good at your craft!

It has begun. My first foray into the world of trying to go bi-lingual. time to attempt to learn Spanish through Indiana University-Purdue University at Fort Wayne (IPFW). Thank God it isn't German, Japanese, Chinese, Viet Namese, Korean, French or Arabic. I mean, what were all those wars about that our American colonials and citizens died for so we wouldn't have to speak any of THOSE languages in the first place? Oh, well, it doesn't matter. I know that I am going to feel good about myself for doing this. That's the important thing. It doesn't matter that today's American business climate is demanding bi-lingualism. Particularly, the addition of Spanish. Particularly, because of the influx of illegal aliens who will not learn English! "Paycheck, Lance! Paycheck." I AM doing this for the right reason?

Reality 101

Fricken illegal aliens and their Spanish language are the number one peave I have in my life right now. Day in and day out, I have to be subjected to a verbal array of print, televised and audio media conducted in the Spanish language. In fact, so much so, I am going to take a 4-hour college credit course from IU to become bi-lingual. I wouldn't be all peaved about the situation if I knew that the Spanish speakers who are here both legally and illegally were making some sort of actual effort to become immersed and synthsized into basic Americana (or, if you are a Barrack Obamayte, Amerikanta) culture. But, this is just not happening. I do not live in Mexico or Guatamala or anywhere else south of the American southern border. If I was, I wouldn't expect the citizenry there to accomodate my lazy lacklusterness and try to force them to learn English. It would be to my advantage to learn Spanish. This makes perfect sense. I have it on good authority that they have been speaking Spanish in Mexico and Guatamala for quite some time. There is going to come a time when some loudmouth tumbleweed traverser or "WetFront" who scampered or paddled their torso across our national border illegally is going to shoot his La Bamba off at Wal-Mart and a good ole redneck, hayseed eating cud spitter is going to take out his pent up angst and deliver swift executive order to that person. The point is, the weak kneed amigos who support the illegals and their Spanish speaking criminals are not the majority of exploiting this problem. To me, it is American companies who now think it is somehow a major enlightening  marketing experience to encourage Spanish speakers NOT to have to learn English in order to be part of the American scene. Anything to make a buck. Even if it contributes to eroding the traditional way of doing things here in America - in English!! Viva America for Americans.....who speak English!!!!! Oh, and are here lawfully!!!

Today I began what I thought might be my first foray into the 

world of freelance writing. I answered an ad posted on the 

Fort Wayne link for www.craigslist.com (a popular messaging/

networking website). The response to the ad instructed me to 

visit a provided link http://tinyurl.com/6a3foc and respond

with a review. So, here it is!

First, the link provided is nothing more or less than my fa-

miliar friend www.date.com! Knowing that I didn't remember my

user name or password, I followed the clearly listed instruct-

tions provided on a very user friendly platform to retrieve both.

Lo and behold, what pops up on the new screen? Why, it's another

of my active cyber friends, www.matchmaker.com. If my memory 

serves me well, www.matchmaker.com was initially a project begun

by some college students at Carnegie-Mellon University in Pittsburgh.

The same website in which during 2001-2002, I met probably over a

dozen or so gals (none of which worked out), mostly in Indianapolis.

I know the cyber dating world very well. Which is why I really shy away 

from it.

The links provided to the website are very easy to wade (or click) through.

The tool bar up at the top of the screen provide clear content. 

Nothing too straining on the G2 portion of the cereberal cortex.

I did have to chuckle that I had 15 "messages" in my mailbox. ALL

were these "Interest Notifications" (not messages). I have learned two 

things about these "Interest Notifications". The first, is that the 

women who send them to me (or in the case of one person, a man) are just 

as vain, cheap and broke as I am. The second, is that the website software

program must routinely generates them becuase my default settings allow for my

regular email account to notify me of a potential interest. And trust me, the

electronic system works. 

To the first, let me say that I can understand how someone as vain, cheap 

and broke as I am surely will automatically assume that there is some dream

boat Annie or Andy out there residing behind a posted profile and/or photo 

that may/may not be who the timeprovider (which is what most clients/members

truly are) portends to be. Of course, if I see a "hottie" listed, I just assume

that she will see in me that I am a worthwhile catch...even though I am too poor

to pay a monthly fee to initiate legitimate contact with an intorductory message!

I am sure the reverse is in order for women who just automatically assume the same 

response will be elicited by men.

To the second, even when I have paid my monthly fee, responded to these "Interest 

Notifications", I usually get immediately rebffed with a "who are you and why are

you contacting me" response! So, I know the website creators are just doing their 

chores trying to bait and switch most (if not all) traffic which stay on www.date.com.

Oh, wait, was it. www.matchmaker.com? 

In any event, most of the people that frequent these websites are exactly like me, "scary".

Not in the Freddie Kruger, Jason kind of way. Just scary that we have come to a point where

we rely on a piece of technology, a computer screen and the fingertipped imputations on a

keyboard in order to curry favor with a potential mate and try to enjoy the fruits of what

use to be a wonderful activity of dating and courtship. 

So, in conclusion, the websites returned to and reviewed are surely moneymakers. Preying on 

the lonely and ignorant. Or in my case, the vain, cheap and broke.

Recently, I was told by prominent talent agency that my being a white guy, who speaks only English for a language was not what the auto industry was looking for in its selection of model talent for its upcoming auto show tour. They are now looking for ethnicities other than my own (which is code speech for blacks!), who speak Spanish, Chinese, Japanese, etc.. So, besides being insulted by the agency, I have two ways in which to make myself more marketable for NEXT years tour should I choose to particpate with it. I can either sit around and belly ache about how discriminated, disrespected and dishonored I have been with this REALITY. Or, I can get off of my duff, know that I am still an American living in America and I can learn to become fluent in one or more of these langauages in order to participate. That's just how it is in my world right now. I do not control the deck of cards that are dealt to me in life. But, I sure do have a great say in how I play them. Too often, particualrly with media complicity, liberal activism on college campuses and the community race haters in the black and "illegal" hispanic community cry "foul" that stuff gets stacked in front of them that is discriminatory and unfair. The vast majority of this complaint is a load of bunk. Life has rules. You play by them or you get penalized for not doing so. To me, it totally sucks that I have to learn an extra langauage in order to become a more marketable product. To me, I am lowering my standards in order to accomodate someone elses. But, you know what, that's just how it is. And, until I am in charge, I'm just going to have to shut up complaining about how rotten life is and get on with it. In order to compete, I (like everyone else) have to compete! If one way doesn't work, another must be tried. But, assigning blame to another or for a situation that wrinkles my Reeboks sweatsuit for my lott in life is just a waste of lowercase space. Does anyone out there happen toknow a decent Spanish, Chinese or Japanese instructor?