Does Obama even understand?

Just something I learned in high school...and he apparently DID NOT and never could.

"Alea jacta est".

Words spoken by Caesar, in Rome, the United States counterpart these days.

"Alea jacta est". It is Latin. Haven't you ever studied that?

Gee, what do you think it means?

"The die has been cast".

Oh, right, we thought that meant that Barry (and his wifey) could ascend the throne, right?

But...there is no throne in America, unless you've been dinking very heavily and need to find one to puke in.

(I think he thought and still thinks there is a throne for him, but it would be 'down the hall and the first right on your right' (so I've been told), and I have the feeling that Barack Obama, with his '57 states', and the fact that his 'father served in WWII' (find it for yourself; I DID!), has no idea right now where he is, other than on the Maine shores with his wife and daughters, one of whom he seems to have a preference for, though, "she's looking too old for me."

Is this president some sort of pervert, hanging his arm around this 12 year old girl's shoulder?

Is that why she is being sent away, to a four-week sleep-over camp (her first time away) in banishment?

THESE KINDS OF THINGS HAVE OCCURRED AMOMG ROYALTY IN THE PAST, and possibly even in the present?

Is she becoming some kind of 'DRAW' for Daddy, or what?

Or is this 12 year-old a threat to Michelle?

Of course, the White House (Bobbie Gibbs is on his way out, I think) would not explain. He would back off and take his pasty, high forehead to the nearest buffet.

But I, as a former mother, have some pertinent questions:

(1) Why are you hanging on your young daughter and not on your wife? It's a vacation! Butt, I guess no kinda romance there, because you're pretty gay-acting.

(2) Why are you hanging on your young daughter? She certainly does not look comfortable, and you should know, as a Dad (but you're not, apparently, that YOU DO NOT TOUCH YOUR DAUGHTER AFTER SHE HAS DEVELOPED BREASTS!)

And isn't it so nice that Valerie Jarret, 'Barry's surrogate Mommy' is hovering over Natasha, teaching this young child the rudiments of 'life in the Obama family'?

Barry, you creep, I refuse to address you at your rank, because you are RANK and DISGUSTING.

LEAVE YOUR DAUGHTER ALONE, arsehole! Do not introduce her to your life of 'stained pants', the times you had with "FRANK". You're a complete arsehole if you do!

(Butt, he probably won't...those types of things kind of run in families, don't they? Foolin' aroun' is a Progressive thang, ain't it? Look at where his Mommy was, and who she was with, fer'instance!).

Seriously, do some research on Stanley Anne Dunham. You'll find a lot, as I did.

Her relationship with her own father seemed kind of creepy to me, because he gave her a name he would have given a SON, and she could never be that.

Stanley Anne's die was cast, and she chose it, she liked it, especially after she found Barack Obama, Sr. and used him for Barry's father on a non-existent birth certificate in Hawai'i.

And Barry, the son as she most likely truly named him, has now seen the die cast--against him!

As Ceasar stated ( and let us learn from history):

Alea Jacta Est.

The Extreme Beauty of the Abalone

I may have shown this before, my abalone shell on one of my very apropos abstract backgrounds. Actually, it was my mother's abalone shell, which she acquired in the mid-1950s.

I guess now, it is considered an 'antique'.

I've kept it clean and photographed it a number of times, but never shot the outside until the other day.

What do you think? (Click to enlarge)

The colors inspire me to paint (but it's still too HOT here in Chicago to do it the way I do, as Leonardo did, with layers and layers of glazes, each less than a hair's breadth), so I thought I would give you ALL this benefit, instead of trying to sell it to just one person.

Nature, with all of her vagaries, continues to have no match in Man!

And didn't the Creator really do some marvelous beauty...unlike Man's idea, loaded with pancake make-up, mica glitter and the FALSEST of false eyelashes?

President of Rogers Park Chamber of Commerce...

...really likes to LIVE IN THE PAST!

Captured from www.rp1000.blogspot.com

The Norshore Theater and its environs were torn down to make way for Ald. Joe Moore's lovely project, The Gateway Centre, which now contains a few businesses, a Dominick's with OUTRAGEOUSLY high prices, and a lot of unrented spaces (which I have photographed a number of times and which continue to be troubling.).

But Bill Morton can only think of 'what used to be'! I am certain a part of him is destroyed by the teardown of 1561 W. Howard, the former Wisdom Bridge Theatre (which Eva McCann and her group abso-freakin-lutely destroyed with Ald. Jo Moore's blessing, and probably some of the Ald.'s menu money) (I TOLD YOU SO, BILL!, BUT YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE ME!).

But you see, Bill Morton, a man of some limited intelligence, cannot seem to wrap his head around those facts, and continues to bemoan the fact that the Adelphi Theater was torn down, and the Norshore Theater was torn down.

Boo-freakin-hoo, Bill Morton. Did you ever consider growing up (because you owe me, personally, a nice chunk of bucks--$1,425 to be sure--for saving your sorry ass from eviction at 1205 N. Sherwin Avenue, SUITE 803?). A fact which you, as Rogers Park Chamber of Commerce PRESIDENT, refuse to address?

Have you considered at all the fact that your Rogers Park Chamber of Commerce has defaulted on the monies owed me for the seeding of that organization?

While you sit there with your dog who pees all over the carpet in your apartment, and continually humps a stuffed animal, Bill, start to think about the fact that I, an older woman, gave you money and food in order to survive, and I also allowed you to have your dream come true--a Chamber of Commerce, to which I LOANED the necessary dollars.

Which you have not repaid--not one buck to me personally, and your Chamber missed your June '31st' phony repayment date.

And you have the audacity to not utter a word to me...to let your 'costumed' Interim Treasurer, James Alan Wilkowski, the SEIU 880 member and County worker in David Orr's office (where you once worked, but obviously couldn't hack it there) speak to me in your stead, and try to belittle me due to my AGE, with one of YOUR photographs?

Why, Bill Morton?
(What your bishop-close friend has done is called DISCRIMNATION. Shall I sue the 'costumed' creep? I am certainly thinking about doing just that!).

Oh, I know why--you and the Bishop, James Alan Wilkowski, have no balls and never will! EVER!

What a condescending piece of crap is the Rogers Park Chamber of Commerce.

And just what has it done to help this community to thrive and GROW?

Time for a Special 'Thank You'!

I see I have a new Follower--Granny Jan and Jihad Kitty! Wow! Thanks, Gran!

You can see great (and well-produced!) videos here.

Or visit Granny Jan at the new blog.

Gran: You did much more than 'cheer' me today--you made the day with this!

The First Hypocrites- Michelle O Encourages People to Vacation on the Gulf while heading to Maine

Yay for Granny Jan and Jihad Kitty!

Today's Excursion

I haven't gone out much in this heat we've been having in Chicago. But it was today, or never, in my book...had to take the trip to Evanston to pay the internet bill (and buy some frames for my photos. I'm hoping to do a show...somewhere...soon.).

This sculpture resides high above Maple Street in Evanston, right across from Blick Art Supples and a bit more than a block north of the Davis El Station. To me. it's kind of scary. I no longer like heights again (got over that once, but these days, that dislike has returned.).

On my way back to my place, I shot these beautiful pink gladioli. They are are soooo cheerful!

But when I finally got home, I had these! YUM! Peaches!

No Shrimp!

She might want to keep this in mind:

In July I'll take a peep
Into the cool and fishy deep
Where chicken soup is selling cheap
Selling once, selling twice
Selling chicken soup with rice

(Chicken Soup with Rice by Carole King)

As it is going, a lot of fisherman on the Gulf area cannot even afford a can of Campbell's Chicken Soup with Rice!

Butt, seeing Michelle in Florida will make it all better, won't it?

Riiiiight! And about that part of the Okefenokee Swamp I want to sell...

Looking like a table cloth on a picnic table...

...Michelle Obama spoke with Telepromtrs (TM) today to the National Association of Colored People (NAACP) regarding OBESITY.

Not sorry at all, but I have watched this woman gain a considerable amount of poundage during her past 18+ months in the White House.

Her upper arms are no longer 'toned'--they are FAT!

It has been asked if she is 'pregnant'...

She is, in my arrogant opinion, continuing to show us, the true citizens of the United States, way too much of her unmentionable body parts.

This is not becoming a woman known as 'the First Lady'.

Why, oh, why, Michelle Obama, do you want to look like some tramp off the streets of the Southside of Chicago?

Added attraction: It will not be long before she has 'run through' Barry's book money, if she hasn't already. Wait for the feathers of 'the Won' to fly!

To read more go to http://www.michellesmirror.com/ and also http://www.newsbird.wordpress.com/

WATCH THIS...

...and give me some feedback, please?

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

And now may I ask, who is the president of the United States of America?

Certainly not the Kenyan Schlumpy and his wifey who are occupying the White House--OUR House!

Thinking Ahead

With a particular pain
I watch and wait.
Patiently.
Will you be a victim
With me
And the others
Who strive each day
To maintain sanity
And logic
And health and heart
While we are

Continually deceived?

Or shall we stand
United
Against those
Who are the cause

Of our collective pain?

Choices
To be made
Prior to the chill

Of a November morning.

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