Allison's Wonderland

Well it's over folks.  The Big Game has been completed.  And that's what it is.  A big huge game.  Both teams gear up for the big day trying to win as many fans as possible.  Money is spent, people rally together, there's a huge scoreboard on the big day in red and blue colors.  The game has live coverage all day on all major networks.  I'm very competitive.  You can ask anybody.  If I play a board or card game and lose I'm mad for the whole night.  It's not a quality I like about myself, but it just is what it is.  So when my team lost the big "game", I hate to admit, but I cried.  I sat on my couch and cried like a baby.  Fox News tried to give a glimmer of hope in triple overtime that the opposing team didn't just win the 18 points it needed, but alas, it was in fact true.  Not only did the other team win, oh no.  My home State kicked me while I was down and decided to give their 13 points to the other team as well.  What has happened to the Old Dominion State?  I thought Virginia was for Lovers, not for individuals who want to turn our Christian founded nation to Socialism?

I hate politics.  I've never been passionate about them, and I don't intend to be, but I do always exercise my right to vote as a citizen of the United States.  Small election, big election, school board election, doesn't matter, I vote.  Too many lives have been lost for me not to.  I don't swallow the bull of "I exercise my right not to vote."  It's pure laziness.  I'll get off my soap box in a second, but apathy is inexusable.  I don't buy it. 


My heart was heavy last night.  I couldn't sleep.  I shouldn't have stayed up to watch the live coverage of one of the biggest games America experiences where the winner remains champion for the next four years.  I shouldn't have done it, but I did.  I was absolutely abysmal this morning at work. I felt bad, but I couldn't get out of the funk I was in.  Any celebratory comments made me want to puke (like I said, very competitive).  I didn't want to deal with customers or people, so I asked if I could work in the kitchen for the day.  The fact that I'm PMSing probably doesn't help the situation either.  The whole situation makes me tired.  Tired and angry. Not going to lie, I wanted to be the one to gloat.  I wanted to be the one that could say, "Look at my team!  We won!  We pulled it in triple overtime when you didn't think it could happen."  As much as I wanted to say that come the morning of November 7th, I couldn't because well, we lost. 

America is America because of all the hard work that has been put into the country by our predecessor's.  Blood, sweat, and tears has been shed so that we can experience the freedoms that we have today.  But the question I keep asking myself is how long will it last?  Our Democracy is slowly turning into Socialism and it's difficult for me to understand how others don't see it.  When did we start to think it's okay to sit on our butt and not work and be taken care of by the government?  When did we start to think it's okay to murder children in the womb without consequence?  When did we start to think it's okay to hike up the national debt even more, so we are at the mercy of other countries?  When?  I don't know when this country changed but it has and it's turning into a big scary monster.  The values that Washingon, Jefferson, Monroe, Madison, and Lincoln held to as some of the founder's of our country have flown right out the window.  Food Stamps, welfare, and government handouts are the name of the game now.  People no longer want to take responsibilities for their own actions.  They want someone else to point the finger to.  It's maddening, sickening, and extremely disheartening.  Sometimes I think, "Why don't we just get ourselves a dictator and get it over with?"  And then I know that we still have it pretty good.  We could be suffering under people like Nero, Stalin, or even Hitler.  That's the kind of positive encouragement I give myself. :)

As I drove through the streets of downtown Niagara Falls to pick up a library book, I drove past 7 different houses where there were more than 3 people sitting on each front porch at 1:00 in the afternoon.  An immediate red flag went up.  "Why aren't these people at work?" I thought to myself.  Now I do love to have a good porch sit, but everyday I couldn't do.  I work during the day.  I wasn't at work on this particular day because I had the day off.  Were my tax dollars paying to allow these individuals to sit on their front porch and do nothing?  Like I said...it's MADDENING!!

After all my ranting and raving I'll leave you with this . . .

George Washington's Farewell address on Political Parties:
“It serves to distract the Public Councils,
and enfeeble the Public Administration....
agitates the Community with ill-founded
jealousies and false alarms; kindles the
animosity of one.... against another....
it opens the door to foreign influence and
corruption... thus the policy and the will
of one country are subjected to the policy
and will of another.”

2 Thessalonians 3:10 - "For even when we were with you, we gave you this rule: “The one who is unwilling to work shall not eat."