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People With Pockets.

Posted Wednesday, August 1, 2012, at 11:40 PM

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A view from the roadside in Washington State.
There was a time that Ordinary People And Clothing Wearers had their own pockets and shared the contents of those pockets with others. They believed in the American Dream and celebrated with their friends and neighbors all of their individual successes.

They enjoyed the Golden Age of Goodwill and Generosity and never begrudged their neighbor. They believed in honest hard work and opportunity for all.

Alas, you always have to have a Villain or Villains who want to line their own pockets with other people's money and happiness.

I will call the villains in this story the Tailors and Sewing Machine Operators. Two generations of Clothing Wearers and Ordinary People were targeted by villains to decrease the size of their pockets.

For nearly 60 years they never questioned the decreasing size of the pockets sewn into their clothing,. They accepted the dictate that clothing could be worn backwards or wrong side out or buttons did not have to form a perfect row or that shoes could be worn on either foot.

Every Individual was to be celebrated even if they looked strange in their choice of clothing.

They never noticed that the entire clothing industry was in total disarray until the Tailor announced that clothing would only be available to The Tailors and Sewing Machine Operators.

Nearly naked, they noticed that everyone who had something to do with the clothing industry had adequate clothing and pockets too! Little did they know that many more villains would join this elite and secret group.

Because the villains wished to hide their evil designs; they began to implement a great divide amongst the nearly naked Clothing Wearers And Ordinary People. They developed an acid to erode the very fabric that held the Clothing Wearers and Ordinary People together. The acid was a mixture of pride, misplaced trust and chaos.

The best cautionary tales always have a reckoning for the villains. Ordinary People and Clothing Wearers began meeting on street corners. They stitched together clothing to cover the naked and provided the means to help others in need.

The mere creativity and survival skills of these people diminished the evilness of these villains. Pockets began to appear on clothing again. Ordinary People shared their bounty with the Clothing Wearers.

The Tailor and Sewing Machine Operators were run out on a rail by those who exposed their dastardly deeds.

The Moral of The Story:

The malaise of this world is not because of Tailors and Sewing Machine operators. Instead I would suggest it is because the Ordinary People and Clothing Wearers allowed them to dictate the size of their pockets and eventually their manner of dress.

We have emboldened those who seek to do evil by falling asleep in the guardhouse.

It is not too late to win the war against Greed and Abuse of Power. Torn Clothing can be mended if the two ends are willing to meet in the middle so that the needle and thread can sew them back together.

They pretended concern that the Clothing Wearers did not have pockets. They promised a reform in the process of making pockets. Deep inside, they began to be filled with pride and expressed contempt for those who did not have pockets.


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Greed is a terrible thing. And somehow, it has taken over any common decency that we used to enjoy. Whether it is the media shoving a camera in your face, politicians blandly pretending to be concerned about your welfare or the distinct lack of loyalty to our country.

The true disgrace of our plight is that we have allowed ourselves to think that we have everything figured out, when it truth, God is the only one who sees things clearly.

Hate has become an over-used word. When I was growing up, saying the word "hate" where a person was concerned was frowned upon. We don't hate people when they make life choices that are different than our own. We disagree and maybe even know what the consequences are for those choices.

I hate losing my temper, canned peas and winter time. I don't hate people, I disagree with them.

Each and every day, opinions fly from one end of the earth to another. If your choices in life are the right ones, you have peace in your heart. When they are not right, a person needs to look deeper and not blame someone for their unhappiness.

We cannot make it fair for everyone. The only thing that we can guarantee is that they are just as important in God's eyes as we are.

-- Posted by KH Gal on Sat, Aug 4, 2012, at 9:34 PM

I love your analogies, thanks for a great, thought provoking blog, My Friend

-- Posted by jessiemiller on Sat, Aug 4, 2012, at 8:00 PM

Thank you Opinion Missy.

You and Zook are spot on with the comments today. I personally can't sew worth a darn, but I can mend after a fashion and sew buttons on.

Dental floss will keep a button on for the life of your garment.

-- Posted by KH Gal on Thu, Aug 2, 2012, at 11:23 AM

Very nice blog as always KH. We are at a point now where we may have "pockets" but they are sure to be empty due to low thread quality and many holes.

The quality of those pockets is only as good as the person who "sews" them and that pesky "thread." Quality is lacking in both areas and there is not much left to hold together.

-- Posted by OpinionMissy on Thu, Aug 2, 2012, at 10:18 AM

You get it. Thank you. We have seen this time and time again. I could mention some names and examples,but that would make it personal.

I prefer the cautionary approach and this is not just about politics, but giving our permission to allow the villains to have power over us.

-- Posted by KH Gal on Thu, Aug 2, 2012, at 8:48 AM


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Fixing fence is the one of the hardest jobs on a ranch. I no longer live on a ranch, but I do know what hard work is. Fences are everyone's concern, but nowadays,the "hole" is always your neighbor's side not your own. It used to be that you would respect your neighbor and mend the fence together. If their cows got in your field, a simple phone call resolved the problem. You might even saddle up your own horse and help them gather them up. We need more people who are willing to roll their sleeves up and fix the fence regardless of who your neighbor is. There are people in this country who need to be reminded that a fence is like the way you should conduct your life. Your posts should be straight and neat. The wire needs to be stretched tight and your gate might be closed, but can still be easily opened. And most of all, we can all saddle up together and ride the range, it won't matter if you have an Appaloosa, Quarter Horse or Thoroughbred. The cows still have to be gathered, fences have to be fixed, and the range is a wide open space of opportunity for us all.
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