What do I think?

thinker.jpgNagging questions, David Baldacci, and the Quran
by Barry Bauer
Nagging questions:
Do you trust a weatherman enough to let him invest your money for you?
What happened to those black and orange caterpillars we used to see? How are we supposed to know what kind of winter it’s going to be?
Is it true that George W. is more popular right now than Obama?
If we are a nation based on separation of church and state, how come our government helped pay for restorations of Mosques in Egypt and Tanzania?
Fake Tea Party . . . huh? What’s next?
Why is the letter q almost always followed by the letter, u. Q is already sounded out with a u as in, “kyu.”
Was it an oil spill or a massive leak?
Why did this administration feel compelled to report Arizona to the United Nation Human Rights Council, via Sec. of State Hilary Clinton, because of their immigration law? Are they nuts?

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I finished reading another Andy Rooney book, “Not That You Asked.” I have more of his books to read but decided to take a break and see what other authors were up to. I bought two books by David Baldacci and just finished the first one, “The Christmas Train.” I never heard of the guy before but it said on the book cover that Baldacci was the #1 New York Times bestselling author. I figured they must know something.
The Christmas Train was “easy reading” and by that I mean it kept my interest and at times I hated to put it down. I absolutely didn’t expect the ending and I won’t even hint as to what it was. I don’t want to spoil it for those who might want to read it. Gees, if I could only write that well I’d be driving a brand new Corvette instead of a twelve year old Tacoma.

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Have you heard enough about Global Warming yet? Glaciers covered the Great Lakes an estimated 15,000 years ago. When the glaciers receded, it created the Lakes. I think it is fair to at least date the start of global warming that far back but it’s unknown as to how much of it can be blamed on man. All we have are just a bunch of scientific guesses and Al Gore, inventor of the internet. Maybe it was too many campfires – they should have known better.
The fear of coastal flooding is probably unfounded. Try this experiment, fill a glass with as many ice cubes as you can and then top it off to the brim with water. When the ice melts does the glass overflow? I don’t think so. Ice is nothing more than expanded water in its cold state and when it melts, it takes up less room.
If man doesn’t survive the next decade, Mother Earth will begin to erase all signs that we’ve been here. Even if it takes 10,000 years.

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As if things aren’t crazy enough, now we have the controversy over the burning of the Quran (Muslim Bible) this Saturday at a Florida church. Pastor Terry Jones of the Dove World Outreach Center, a small evangelical Christian church in Gainesville, Fla., has taken it upon himself apparently to protest the proposed building of a Mosque on Ground Zero.
The laws of physics says, “For every action, there’s an equal and opposite reaction,” and I think that’s what we have here. People need to start pulling their heads out of that deep dark place and start thinking.
While we didn’t get much reaction out of our government over the building of the Mosque on Ground Zero, we are now hearing plenty of protests from the White House against burning the Quran. Wouldn’t you say that’s inconsistent? Are Americans viewed as less important to our government than Muslims?
The solution to this and a lot of problems can be summed up in four words, “respect for one another.”
This thing in Florida reminds me of an episode of the Waltons (loved the show). When World War II was looming in Europe, the community around Walton’s Mountain decided to burn a bunch of German books. John Boy protested and then reached into the burning pile and pulled out a book that caught his eye. It was the Bible written in German.
We have to be careful about what we burn.
I was once chastised by a reader for writing that strange things happen in Florida. I still stick by that thought.
Until the next time . . .