Mumbai tragedy and yes, I am diabetic

I went to the doctor’s office Wednesday for him to assess my medical condition. He immediately put me in the hospital wherein they took test and yes, I had a slight case of pneumonia and told I am diabetic. The doctor pointing his finger at me saying “You must take this seriously, Mr. BB. You are diabetic".
I just got home late this afternoon, confused at the path I now have to take and turning on the television a washed with the Mumbai tragedy I saw a parallel. The news was just braking when I went to the hospital and immediately I knew that the Jewish community was at the heart of the matter. I have learned when news is scathed or vague, the Jewish community is involved and not to the positive.

In my opinion, the Jewish community has to come out telling the truth there are some people who do not like them just as I have to confront the reality I am a diabetic and have to take insulin for the rest of my life. That’s reality. A hard pill to swallow but the truth all the same. Further, it is my opinion that terrorist only want their side of the story to be told. For that, they are willing to die. Why else would they take these extraordinary measures? They will hold out as long as they can waiting for their story to be told. Just calling them anti-Semitic has not worked for a long time.

With this Mummia tragedy, the story is not told. The Jewish community is presenting it the wrong way. They are telling it with mis-information, distortions, wishful thinking and, perhaps in the eyes of the terrorist, outright lies. To the Jewish community I say, just like I have to live with my diabetes, you have to realize some people will go to extraordinary lengths to tell you they do not like you and their desires to have their side of the issues told in an un-biased story line. Non-verbal gestures only point out symptoms. It is only by talking can a problem be solved. Finally and in my opinion, it is as simple as that. Facing reality!
As always,
BB

Hillary’s “Shit or get off the pot” moment

After my last post, I said I was going to leave it alone but my on going smoldering anger and this diary by Mash have collided into a new Hiney Shiney moment for me.

When Andera “Brunhilde” Mitchell rode her horse on stage screaming for the troops to take up arms, Hillary may have been back in the castle biting her nails with loud wails of “Why me, Lord?” Sen. Clinton may have suddenly remembered how Washington works. Say, for example, “I did not have sex with that woman!” and "Iam not a thief!" Lie and that only gas up the adrenaline of the pack. Cry wolf and you have to pay the price. Say you know something and you will be challenged. Pretend you are smart and the same thing happens; you will be challenged.

Sen. Clinton may remember the Fox commenter Steve Doosey coming on the Washington television scene as a funny guy. Everything was a joke with him. He fancied himself as one of the funniest if not the funniest guy alive. That is until his co-workers manipulated him onto the stage at a comedy club with cameras rolling urging him to do a comedy routine. This was his fifteen minuets! It was a classic Washington “Got’cha moment” and Steve was a disaster!

Sen. Clinton knows by now she is check-mate! She knows she can no longer sit back and extol her foreign policy policies as opposed to now Pres. Obama. She knows now she is no longer in a position to throw mud at his inexperience in the area of foreign policy being once again checked by Vice Pres. Biden’s position. “Boo hoo” she cries. “What to do now?” she ask.

She now knows no foreign country has backed her pending appointment as they did with the notion of Sen. Obama becoming President of the United States. She now knows many voters do not like her, “Boo hoo,” she cries and they do not want to see her representing them around the world. She now knows she may not be re-elected to the senate in ’12 due to her bizarre conduct during the primaries and, alas, she may realize she would be the only person in the Obama administration lacking genuine political talents and skills with many of them having sophisticated reading and writing habits. Now she knows why the Republicans preferred her as the front runner due to the fact they could have gotten her on her lack of knowledge, temperament, managerial and organizational skills and the possible collided dealings of her husband, Bill. “Boo hoo” she cries. (sniff, sniff slurp)
Finally, she knows now as reported in a few of the comments in the diary, “…her foreign policy expertise is lacking and exaggerated.” WOW! Gazing upon my Hiney Shiney is soooo much fun!
As always,
BB
P.S. ….If only she had not said and supported that Bobby Kennedy assassination mime during the primaries! GRRRR! I still have nightmares!

Hillary Clinton At State: Toward A Weak Foreign Policy
by Mash
Mon Nov 24, 2008 at 08:04:24 PM PST
http://www.dailykos.com/storyonly/2008/11/24/23228/241/64/666065
Excerpt:
The Secretary of State represents the President of the United States. As such, the job comes with instant stature. In foreign capitals those wishing to do business with the United States do not let a call from the Secretary of State go to voicemail regardless of who occupies the position. As long as the Secretary of State is seen to represent the President of the United States, that representation brings stature.

And
The problem with Clinton as Secretary of State of course is the drama surrounding such an appointment. As is evidenced by the chatter in the media and the many leaks of this public courtship, it is not clear who Hillary Clinton will be serving and with how much vigor. To the extent Hillary Clinton is seen to represent herself, and not President Obama, she will diminish the effectiveness of the position she aspires to hold. As noted by others, the perception of daylight - even if they manage to actually be on the same page - between Clinton and Obama will be enough to undermine American diplomacy.

Surprise! You’re diabetic!

-Good morning, Mr. BB. Do you know where you are?
- I’m in the hospital. I came to the emergency room last night.
-Do you know why you came?
-I had an accident in the store so they called the ambulance and bought me here.
-Just let me have your finger, Mr. BB, I want to check your blood.
-Check my blood? For what?
-To check your sugar level. Ah, I see your level is high. 452. I have to give you a shot of insulin.
-Like hell you will!
-Mr. BB, if you don’t get this insulin shot, you may go into a diabetic shock.
-Listen nurse, whatever your name is, I did not come into this hospital taking insulin and I sure as hell am not going to leave taking it.
-Can I help, Nurse?
-Yes, Doctor. Mr. BB doesn’t want to take this insulin shot.
-Mr. BB, you have to get the insulin shot because you could go into a diabetic shock…
-And I can not go into diabetic shock. Go to hell, Doctor, go to hell! Next it’ll be the dialysis machine three days a week! KMA!
-It’s for your own good, Mr. BB.
-Look here Doctor. I am a reasonable man. I will be willing to go through the process of determining if I am diabetic or not. Going to a doctor’s office and starting the process but I’ll be dame if I will come into the emergency room of a hospital after an accident and be given insulin shots. That is just not gonna happen, Doctor. As a matter of fact, I’m leaving. I’m calling somebody to pick me up.
-You will be leaving without the hospital’s permission.
-So be it. Except for that little machine registering my sugar level, there are absolutely no other markers you have telling you I am a diabetic. That I have diabetes. I had amputations a few years back and got a heart pace maker in August of last year. Nobody told me then I had diabetes. Year after year you guys change the rules as to what is diabetic like you did with HIV. Hand me that phone over there. One of us is crazy.
-We also found you have traces of pneumonia.
-Give me that damn phone, I said!
Epilog
-Hello, Dr. Usetobe? I need to make an appointment with you to address some health concerns raised when I was in Hospital X this past week-end. I trust you.
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Pres. Obama: The Gold Standard For America
Once you have a good teacher, spotting the not so good ones is easy. Good students gravitate to good teachers. Some you may personally like and some not. The most important thing is they are smart. Like You.

With Pres. Elect cabinet team, like the good student of a good teacher I present my wish list as follows:
Having dignified press conferences with demonstrations you know your field of expertise and what you are talking about. Each press conference should be a teaching moment. Set aside one day a month to talk to your biographer or write an article. Teach a course, if possible. Pres. Ahmandinejad does. If could be taught in the Coolidge Auditorium in the Library of Congress and offered for free.

I have already noticed a better writing standards by some reporters. Good. I have noticed a more reasoned group of commentators with conversations that are intellectually appropriate. Good. Once people hear intelligent dialog, the Limbaughs and Hannitys sound like Chicken Little just as bad teachers have disruptive and non-productive classrooms. For years, mind you, for years!
Fighting for the dignity of my Ancestors,
God bless Bill Gates, WPFW, C-Span and the spirits of the unborn for their help,
BB