George Rucker's November 8, 2016 Newsletter

It is finally here. . . Hold your nose and go and vote, be heard, regardless of your party,

A message of peace for today.

 The Great Chinese Philosopher Lao-Tzu said:

"It is only when you see a mosquito landing on your testicles that you realize that there is always a way to solve problems without using violence."
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        Went out last night to a Halloween Party dressed as a chicken.
        Met a girl dressed as an egg.
        A lifelong question was answered.



        It was the chicken!!!!
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Tips for Moving South...Yee-Haw!

1. Save all manner of bacon grease. You will be instructed later how to use it.

2. If you forget a Southerner's name, refer to him (or her) as "Bubba". You have a 75% chance of being right.

3. Just because you can drive on snow and ice does not mean we can. Stay home the two days of the year it snows.

4. If you do run your car into a ditch, don't panic. Four men in the cab of a four wheel drive with a 12-pack of beer and a tow chain will be along shortly. Don't try to help them. Just stay out of their way. This is what they live for.

5. Don't be surprised to find movie rentals and bait in the same store.

6. Do not buy food at the movie store.

7. If it can't be fried in bacon grease, it ain't worth cooking, let alone eating.

8. Remember: "Y’all" is singular. "All Y’all" is plural. "All Y’all's" is plural possessive.

9. There is nothing sillier than a Northerner imitating a southern accent, unless it is a southerner imitating a Boston accent.

10. Get used to hearing, "You ain't from around here, are you?"

11. People walk slower here.

12. Don't be worried that you don't understand anyone. They don't understand you either.

13. The first Southern expression to creep into a transplanted Northerner's vocabulary is the adjective "Big ol'", as in "big ol' truck" or "big ol' boy". Eighty-five percent begin their new southern influenced dialect with this expression. One hundred percent are in denial about it.

14. The proper pronunciation you learned in school is no longer proper.

15. Be advised: The "He needed killin'" defense is valid here.

16. If attending a funeral in the South, remember, we stay until the last shovel of dirt is thrown on and the tent is torn down.

17. If you hear a Southerner exclaim, "Hey, Y’all, watch this!" stay out of his way. These are likely the last words he will ever say.

18. Most Southerners do not use turn signals, and they ignore those who do. In fact, if you see a signal blinking on a car with a southern license plate, you may rest assured that it was on when the car was purchased.

19. Northerners can be identified by the spit on the inside of their car's windshield that comes from yelling at other drivers.

20. The winter wardrobe you always brought out in September can wait until November.

21. If there is the prediction of the slightest chance of even the most minuscule accumulation of snow, your presence is required at the local grocery store. It does not matter if you need anything from the store, it is just something you're supposed to do.

22. Satellite dishes are very popular in the South. When you purchase one, it is to be positioned directly in front of your trailer. This is logical, bearing in mind that the dish cost considerably more than the trailer and should, therefore, be displayed.

23. Tornadoes and Southerners going through a divorce have a lot in common. In either case, you know someone is going to lose a trailer.

24. Florida is not considered a southern state. There are far more Yankees than Southerners living there.

25. In southern churches you will hear the hymn, "All Glory, Laud and Honor". You will also hear expressions such as, "Laud, Have mercy", "Good Laud", and "Laudy, Laudy, Laudy".

26. As you are cursing the person driving 15 mph in a 55 mph zone, directly in the middle of the road, remember, many folks learned to drive on a model of vehicle known as John Deere, and this is the proper speed and lane position for the vehicle.

27. You can ask a Southerner for directions, but unless you already know the positions of key hills, trees, rocks, and where buildings used to stand, you're better off trying to find it yourself.
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Donald Trump jetted to his yacht, which was docked off the coast of Italy.  He invited Pope Francis and the press corps on board for a Saturday afternoon cruise.

It was a rather windy day. The Pope's little hat, his zucchetto, was blown from his head and into the water.

A crewman began lowering a boat to retrieve the zucchetto. Trump told the crewman not to bother.

Trump climbed down the yacht's ladder; walked across the waves, picked up the zucchetto; walked back to the yacht and handed it to the Pope.

The Pope and the press corps were amazed! Donald Trump could actually walk on water!

Speculation immediately began as to how ABC, CNN, NBC, The Washington Post and New York Times would report this miraculous event to the rest of the world.

The next morning the New York Times headline read . . . .

DONALD TRUMP CAN'T SWIM!!!
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In my first real job I was a Navy Radioman and used Morse code, this use was over radio waves and not wire lines.  I do have a kinship for those that communicated via land line from an era gone by.  My allegiance, however, is more with Marconi and the radio waves he invented.

The telegraph invented in the late 1830s, revolutionized long-distance communication.  It thus became the ancestor of the telephone, the fax machine, radio and television – even the internet.

American inventor Samuel Morse perfected the electronic telegraph, a device that sends a series of electric impulses  along insulated wires .  Morse’s electric telegraph had three parts, all hooked together by a wire, a battery to supply the electricity; a key used to complete or break the electrical circuit, and electromagnet, consisting of a coil of insulated wire turned around an iron core.  Morse sent his first telegraph message in 1844 from Washington, D.C., to Baltimore.

In early electric telegraphs, the battery consisted of a glass jar filled with a chemical solution (usually copper sulfate) with copper and zinc electrodes immersed in the solution.  The chemical reaction between the electrodes and the solution produced electrical voltage, as in the dry batteries we use in flashlights today.  The key in early telegraphs originally consisted of two pieces of copper or bronze that could be pressed together to complete the circuit.  The telegraph’s electromagnetic pulled on a piece of iron when an electric current passed through the coiled wire.

Messages were sent along the wire from one telegraph to the receiver on another telegraph when the operator pressed down on the key, completing the electrical circuit and creating marks on a paper tape used to record the message – dots for short periods of electrical connection and dashes for longer connections.  Each letter in the alphabet had its own pattern of dots and dashes (which would come to be know as Morse code) so that the messages could be translated into language.

The public quickly accepted the use of Morse’s electric telegraph, and the invention revolutionized distance communication.  Morse code messages traveled with the speed of electricity, linking cities and towns with instant communication for the first time in history.

In 1858, a telegraph line was laid across the Atlantic Ocean from the United States to Europe.  By 1861, Western Union had laid the first transcontinental telegraph line across the United States, and soon extensive telegraph lines were established across the world.  It wasn’t until the 20th century that new technologies overshadowed this extraordinary invention.
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READ  S-L-O-W-L-Y

I have never heard this said as simply or as well.

The folks who are getting the free stuff don't like
The folks who are paying for the free stuff, because
The folks who are paying for the free stuff can no longer
Afford to pay for both the free stuff and their own stuff.

And the folks who are paying for the free stuff
Want the free stuff to stop.
And the folks who are getting the free stuff want even more Free stuff on top of the   free stuff they are already getting!

Now... The people who are forcing the people who pay
For the free stuff have told the people who are RECEIVING
The free stuff that the people who are PAYING for the
Free stuff are being mean, prejudiced, and racist.

So... The people who are GETTING the free stuff have been convinced they need to hate the people who are paying for the Free stuff by the people who are forcing some people to pay for their free stuff and giving them the free stuff in the first place.

We have let the free stuff giving go on for so long that there are now more people getting free stuff than paying for the Free stuff   .

Now understand this.  All great democracies have committed financial suicide somewhere between  200  and  250  years after being founded.

The reason?

The voters figured out they could vote themselves money
From the treasury by electing people who promised to give
Them money from the treasury in exchange for electing them.

The United States officially became a Republic in 1776 ,240   years ago.

The number of people now getting free stuff
outnumbers the people paying for the free stuff .

Failure to change that spells the end of the United States a s we know it.

ELECTION  2016 is today

A Nation of Sheep Breeds a Government of Wolves!

I'M  100%  for PASSING THIS ON !!!

For all our sake PLEASE take a Stand!!!

Drug Free : Mandatory Drug Screening before Welfare!

NO  freebies   to: Non-Citizens!

Only   86%   will send this on. Should be  100%
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  The pastor asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express
praise for answered prayers.

Suzie Smith stood and walked to the podium. She said, "I have a praise.

Two months ago, my husband, Phil, had a terrible bicycle wreck and
his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was excruciating and
the doctors didn't know if they could help him.

You could hear a muffled gasp from the men in the congregation as
they imagine the pain that poor Phil must have experienced.

"Phil was unable to hold me or the children," she went on, "and
every move caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors
performed a delicate operation, and it turned out they were able to
piece together the crushed remnants of Phil's scrotum, and wrap wire
around it to hold it in place."

Again, the men in congregation cringed and squirmed uncomfortably as
they imagined the horrible surgery performed on Phil.

"Now," she announced in a quivering voice, "thank the Lord, Phil is
out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time, his scrotum
should recover completely."

All the men sighed with unified relief.

The pastor rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say.

A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium. He said, "Hi, I'm Phil."

The entire congregation held its breath.

"I just want to tell my wife, the word is sternum."
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Lemon Chicken Piccata

This recipe gets over 4.5 stars with over 750 reviews (www.allrecipes.com)

 Recipe by: LemonLush

"This delicious chicken dish is exquisite and easy to prepare. The light and luscious lemon sauce really pops without being too acidic; it is simply terrific. Serve it with herb-roasted potatoes or lemon-rice pilaf."

Ingredients

    3 large skinless, boneless chicken breast halves - cut into ½-inch medallions
    salt and pepper to taste
    ½ cup all-purpose flour
    2 tablespoons vegetable oil, or as needed
    1 clove garlic, minced
    1 cup low sodium chicken broth
    ½ lemon, thinly sliced
    1/4 cup fresh lemon juice
    2 tablespoons capers, drained and rinsed
    3 tablespoons butter
    2 tablespoons minced Italian (flat-leaf) parsley

Directions

    Preheat oven to 200 degrees F (95 degrees C). Place a serving platter into the oven to warm.

    Season the chicken breast pieces with salt and pepper and dredge them in flour. Shake off excess flour. Heat the vegetable oil in a skillet; pan-fry the chicken pieces until golden brown on both sides, about 3 minutes per side. Work in batches and do not crowd skillet, adding oil as needed . Place the chicken pieces onto the warmed platter in the oven. When finished with all the chicken, drain most of the oil from the skillet, leaving a thin coating on the surface of the pan.

    Cook and stir the minced garlic in the skillet until fragrant, about 20 seconds. Pour in the chicken broth. Scrape and dissolve any brown bits from the bottom of the skillet. Stir in the lemon slices and bring the mixture to a boil. Let cook, stirring occasionally, until the sauce reduces to about 2/3 cup, 5 to 8 minutes. Add the lemon juice and capers; simmer until the sauce is reduced and slightly thickened, about 5 minutes more. Drop the butter into the skillet and swirl it into the sauce by tilting the skillet until the butter is melted and incorporated. Add the parsley; remove from heat and set aside.

    Arrange the chicken medallions on serving plates and spoon sauce over each portion to serve.
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During my life I have body surfed some rather large waves, usually on the leeward side of a large storm.  My personal favorites were after a typhoons in the South China Sea.  The waves were probably 15 to 20 feet high, a two story wave is scary and sometimes threw me into the sand rather than pick me up to glide along its rising surface.

One of my favorite people Samuel Langhorne Clemens, better known by his pen name Mark Twain, was an American writer, entrepreneur, publisher and lecturer, started to surf at age 60.

While watching TV on tides and not storms I watch this man surf up the Amazon during a perfectly timed high tide.  This tide happens rarely as the Sun, moon, and tide occurrence need to be in sync.

Ground Breaking Distance Surfing World Record
Sunday, Jul 3rd

Pororoca surf pioneer, Serginho Laus, has officially broken the 10km to earn a place in the Guinness Book of Records for the Distance Surfing World Record - the first time the record has been beaten on a river other than the Severn. The Araguari river in Amapa State, Brazil, has shown potential as a record beating wave with numerous unofficial distances in excess of 35 minutes by Pororoca Surf Champion Adilton Mariano and Red Bull rider Picuruta Salazar in recent years. But it was Serginho, who on 24th June and in the presence of an official Guinness adjudicator set the new distance surfing world record with a ride of 33 minutes and 15 seconds covering a distance of 10.1 km. With the Araguari pororoca running smaller than hoped due to dry conditions, the team traveled out into the mouth of the mighty river where Serginho achieved his ground breaking ride on a section that had previously gone unridden.
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I found this interesting as it was written in English in what I believe to be Germany.  On the cover of the magazine “Der Spiegel” is the image of both Hillery and Donald totally covered with mud.

 Clinton Versus Trump The Script of a Real-Life Tragedy

Trump versus Clinton will go down in American history as the dirtiest campaign of all time. It seemed at times as though script writers had let their imaginations run wild. But the consequences for democracy in the United States will be long lasting. By SPIEGEL Staff

One could imagine the pilot episode for this series beginning with a fast-paced time-lapse video from the Hudson to the Potomac, music rising dramatically in the background. The flight would start over New York, Manhattan bathed in morning mist, before shooting up Fifth Avenue, banking over the 58-floor Trump Tower and heading out over the countryside to the southwest. The route would take us over New Jersey, past Philadelphia and then Baltimore, where the battle that inspired the US national anthem was fought -- land of the free, home of the brave. Finally, we would reach Washington D.C., the river, the Watergate building, the proud Mall with its monuments, the dome of the Capitol and then, the center of power, the White House.

It would make for a dramatic beginning of the series with the working title of "Dirty Duel" or "Sad!" or perhaps, more prosaically, "The Next President." Or simply "Trump versus Clinton." It would ultimately be a tragedy, but one with so many twists and turns, sudden mood swings, absurd side stories and crazy coincidences that it could pass as fiction. It would feel like a television docudrama written by screenplay writers who let their fantasies run wild.

On Tuesday, the final episode of the series will be filmed -- when American voters go to the polls to elect their country's 45th president. Up until a week ago, the race had seemed over. The attempt by New York real estate mogul Donald Trump to transform himself from a political nobody into the most powerful man on the planet looked as though it had failed. This Twitter-clown's dream of launching a cultural revolution and installing his own unique interpretation of American democracy was over. But then, it wasn't.

The bewildering stories about incorrectly forwarded emails and/or emails hacked by Russian agents returned. The head of the FBI suddenly looked like a shady Trump stooge and this other guy from New York, the one who has a penchant for sending obscene selfies to assorted women, returned to the stage together with his beautiful ex-wife, who by a quirk of fate just happens to be one of Hillary Clinton's top advisors. In short, the final days of the campaign became so insane that, as a Washington Post columnist wrote, one feels like the figure in Edward Munch's famous painting "The Scream." And one is tempted to scream: Stop! Enough!
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