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Excuse me, but why does her sneeze get a “bless you” while I’m coughing myself to death?  Well maybe not death but it could lead to that or has know one heard of people dying from pneumonia and even Lung Cancer? Yet the common cold gets a “bless you” while we cougher’s are allowed to suffer. Well that changes today from now on when someone cough’s I’m going to say G-D bless you as well. Who knows maybe this will start a trend and the world will recover a whole lot faster or at least be more empathetic to those from the throat as well as the nose.

Racism/Anti-Antisemitism is often unclear to those who hide behind such attacks.  The words they use are symbols of a greater hate that is in their heart.  For those not under attack it might appear as a joke or misspoken words but for those who have witnessed such hatred in the past they are as clear as pointed glass. We must be very carefully in such labeling in a free society for blanket indictments lead to a form of censorship of free expression. Therefore It is not necessarily the  actual words  or pictures which are shown  but the context of where they were taken here (below) are a few rules one should consider before such a label.

(1) HISTORY – Has the individual utilized words or pictures in a way that has a historic content of hatred?

(2) LED TO- Where did these pictures or words surface was it based on some overall discussion or did it just boil to the surface where water wasn’t even running?

(3) FORCED- Does an individual suddenly apologize because the heat is turning bright red or has it actually been a revelation?

(4) POSITION- Is this an individual that continues to take a negative position on others of that particular race, religion or nationality and/or do they actually belittle them in ways that continue to make them feel superior?

Some might say I’m a bit mechanical when it comes to my expressions. That only when my wires get real hot do I explode. Yet that robot side of me keeps my engine running as well as the loved one’s around me.  Someone has to keep working through difficult/emergency situations as if it’s already programmed.  Situations where humans might lose all control are usually best for the program I’ve been selected to run.   My parts still need to be updated but for now they are running just right (usually)  for the daily crisis’s that come my way.

The Bud Rebel Show is coming soon…ish.  Let’s just say the bones are all in place now comes the people to truly help it move. Some will exceed their expectation where others will lack any real flesh.  For example the comedy skits have been written now comes the numbers, commitment and of course movement.  The basic synopsis is connected but will it stand up on it’s own when others add their own layers on top. I guess in the end you can write the greatest script but G-D will direct others to really hold the projector when it’s time.. G-D willing that truly is coming soon…ish.

There are few activities where people can truly connect with each then the game of craps. A game where people are judged by only one principal how well they roll the dice. Individuals who might not even talk to each other can become best friends (at least for the moment) as those dice are thrown.  For at these moment we all become one  as we route for each other to win as we do the same.

You can claim that I killed that person but that arm doesn’t belong to me.  Well maybe it did with that other person, before the accident but since my left hemisphere has taken control now I know the whole truth.  A matter of fact how can you say that arm belongs to me in the 1st place for can’t you see I can’t move it?   Feel free to cut it off along with the bloody knife that’s stuck in it’s grip.  It’s not my arm no matter what you tell me.   The truth is it I would never stab someone at least not with that foreign arm.

FOOTNOTE- You might have to study the right and left hemisphere’s of one’s brain before this post is fully understood.

While his pockets were empty unbeknownst to him his wallet was full. For little did he realize that years ago once the money had been rolling in that he told his broker to pull some of it out on a regular basis, for investment purposes. Well that little became a lot over time and his bank account became smaller and smaller until it appeared to be more of a child’s piggy bank in reality. Every month he scrounged to survive while wealth was being created alla carte. Not a bad life for a poor little rich kid.

Nothin like listening to  a country song  that takes you to the type of Red which won’t take money out of your pocket.

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