Our NFL Team

Let me preface this post by saying that I’m just a cranky old lady who has opinions, and who isn’t afraid to express them.

This brings me to football.

A few years ago, our local NFL team went to London and while there, in the stadium full of thousands of fans and on TV, our team took a knee during our ‘National Anthem’ but they stood up for ‘God Save the Queen.’

I was furious. I called the local team’s office to express my feelings. I called the mayor’s office to really express my feelings. Then, I stopped watching NFL football until this year.

Why this year? Our new quarterback is someone I really admire. We need him to help our failing team. He’s fresh out of college so this is his first year with the team. He was the NFL’s number one draft pick.

We also got a new head coach. I like him, as well. He’s new to the NFL after winning three college national championships.

Well, to put it mildly, our team still sucks. They have won just two games this year. Why?

If you ask some of the pampered players, it’s the fault of the new head coach.

No! It’s not!

It’s the fault of the players – the same players who just had to put their social justice mottoes on the back of their helmets. I hate this. It looks stupid.

The players are being paid to play the game. Some look like they actually care about the game, while others look like a bunch of reindeer prancing around on the field.

Hand to God, I could do a better job. OK. Maybe not, but …

Now, there are rumors that leaks are coming from inside the organization – that players or maybe coaches are leaking sensitive information. The new head coach has stated that anyone leaking information will be fired.

Something else comes to mind. Sabotage but maybe I won’t go there right now.

My advice to some players: You are being paid to play football. If you can’t do your one job then quit. Stop whining all the time. It makes you look weak.

Also, I’m starting to question if part of the problem lies with the owner rather than the head coach. We’ve had a few head coaches, and the revolving door is making the team look really stupid. It’s making the city look even more stupid.

Then again, what do I know. I’m just a cranky old lady with opinions.

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

Scotch and Soda
by The Kingston Trio

Media Bias

For four years, we listened to “Russia, Russia, Russia” whenever liberals talked  about President Donald Trump. Rep. Adam Schiff went on camera at every possible moment to declare there was incontrovertible evidence of a Russia collusion. Schiff, being a dishonest liar and member of Congress, never produced one single shred of any evidence that collusion existed.

The left-wing fake news media published countless articles confirming the now infamous Russia hoax that was started, bought, and paid for by Hillary Clinton. Journalist received prizes for their articles about the hoax, and President Trump was impeached. It was all a big lie.

Muller’s investigation was a sham. People were falsely arrested and lives were destroyed because of Hillary Clinton and the fake news media – the enemy of the people.

So, it comes as no surprise that this same media ran to the defense of Jussie Smollett when he claimed he was the victim of a vicious attack at 2 a.m. during a polar vortex in Chicago because he was (still is) a gay black man. He claimed the attackers said: “This is MAGA country!” before putting a noose around his neck. The media ran with Smollett’s fake story and continued their Donald Trump white supremacy witch-hunt.

Smollett, being totally delusional, took the stand in his own defense and gave a pathetic performance as he tried to convince the jury that he was right and all evidence to the contrary was wrong.

In the end, a jury of Smollett’s peers found him guilty of 5 out of 6 charges that he perpetrated the hoax and lied to law enforcement. Actually, he lied to the world, and if there really is justice in this country, “Juicy” will go to prison.

The harpies on The View (a show I detest more than any other) asked the question: “Why don’t we want to hear good news?”  These are the same women who have screamed hate-filled, bigoted, racist comments for over 5 years. They never stop yet they want us to embrace good news. Try reporting the truth Whoopi and Joy, you insane biddies.

Hunter Biden is another example of media bias. When the New York Post published photos and a story about Hunter, the cocaine addict, Parmesan cheese smoking, porn addict, sex addict, drug addict loser of a son (Joe’s boy) who is under investigation for tax evasion and money laundering, the mainstream media censored the Post and anyone else who tried to report the truth. This was prior to the 2020 Presidential Election. Had the truth gotten out, old Joe might not be sitting in the White House today.

Twitter put the Post on suspension, but that didn’t stop members from getting the truth out on Twitter one way or another. If anyone tries today to post the photos, they get suspended.

Today, Twitter has a new CEO who uses a heavy hand when censoring others. I know. I had a tweet censored and my account suspended until I agreed to delete my tweet. Now, there is this message on my account: “This Tweet is no longer available because it violated the Twitter Rules.”

I’ve lost all followers and those I follow after clicking on a follower’s link and ending up in spam hell. In an effort to reset everything, I deleted my account and reinstated it. Now, everything … including followers/those I follow … has disappeared. Whether or not Twitter reinstates them remains to be seen.

That’s it for today, Sunday, December 12, 2021.

I’m not sure if I will post anything else between now and the new year, so let me take this opportunity to wish you and yours a Merry Christmas and blessings for a great 2022.

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

Love Will Keep Us Alive
by The Eagles

The Dream

you’ve not come to me
for such a long time
yet today while
i slept peacefully
there you were
there we were
arms wrapped around
each other waists
walking in a town square
a peaceful and quite
town square
the sky was blue
the air was fresh
it began to feel chilly
as we entered a house
for shelter
you asked me
to write you a note
i looked for paper and a pen
but none was to be found
so my love
upon waking from
a deep sleep
i tried my best
to remember you
as you appeared
in my dream
what i can tell you
is that the love
i always felt for you
was even stronger
i miss you
more today than
i ever thought possible
three years ago
when you left
this good earth

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

I Had A Dream
from Les Misérables

Freedom of Speech and Censorship

As someone who respects freedom of speech, I’ve had to question what it really means when posting online blogs. Does it mean that it’s okay to trash the reputation of others or poke fun at people we don’t really like? Or is it meant to be used constructively, as a way to bring something positive to the conversation?

What I believe is that I (can’t speak for “we”) have an obligation to abide by the unwritten rules of common decency and respect.

Online blogs are a way to freely express ourselves, and show others what we are all about. When it turns ugly … insulting to the point of being dangerous … I can, for the most part, ignore what is going on around me and walk away.

Let’s face it, confrontations are uncomfortable. Online confrontations are impossible because what we read in a blog or in a comment box is interpreted in our own voice. We cannot hear the tone of the writer’s voice, and oftentimes what is written can be misinterpreted by a reader. Other times, it’s pretty darn clear what the writer was hoping to accomplish.

I’ve seen written blogs and/or comments where the obvious was just that – quite obvious. There are those who post under the guise of “freedom of speech” to publicly offend or humiliate another person. That, my friend, is a form of bullying and it hurts.

Recently, I was censored for something I wrote on a social networking site that begins with “T” and ends with “er.” I expressed my own personal feeling about a situation that has been prevalent in the news. The site took exception to what I posted and shut down my account until I deleted my tweet, which I did under protest.

The situation angered me. Infuriated me. Pissed me off to the point that I deleted everything in my account and tried to move one. Sadly, moving on isn’t always the solution.

The social networking site doesn’t care if I’m there or not. Their rules, I know, but I’ve seen far worse than what I posted yet far worse is allowed to stay.

The solution is quite simple: Use this website – my personal site – for what is was originally intended. Write what I feel like writing without the fear of being censored.

So, that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I can abide by the rules of the social networking site that begins with “T” and ends with “er,” and still enjoy the company of a few friends I’ve met along the way while writing here without the fear of censorship.

After all, I am paying for it.

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

4 + 20
by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young