Saturday, February 08, 2014

The problem with early morning wake-up’s is the amount of time one has to sit in the dark and contemplate their navels.

Mine, this morning, started at 2:20. Plenty of time to realize it feels wet out there. No surprise with four inches of snow and 27 degrees temp’s. It’s just colder in a well insulated house with little air stirring about.

I’ve been dwelling on dra-mama and his policies (which I don’t care for), and then went sideways to fat, bald headed men (I shied from picturing myself) in positions of power. One was the retired Air Force General that took charge of NSA. I gave up on him. He was simply a political personality after retirement and still dangerous.

Nope. One of us.

Then the switch came. I got to thinking about the Russian Leader. Another bald headed, fat little guy.

It did take some time to put a name on Nikita Khrushchev.

More specifically I was thinking of dra-mama and Khrushchev’s visit to the United States and Disney World – as well as the mid-west farms.

And I was thinking of a quote he made in Chicago as he was passing through. I had to look it up. I remembered it as: “We won’t have to defeat you to turn you to Communism. you;ll do it to yourself.”

That was some time 1959, I believe.

Ben Franklin broke my fat bald men out look by intruding with the quote about a Constitutional Republic, if you can keep it.

Ah, dark hours, indeed.

What Wiki says Khrushchev said in that Chicago interview was:

“I once said, ‘We will bury you,’ and I got into trouble with it. Of course we will not bury you with a shovel. Your own working class will bury you,”[5] a reference to the Marxist saying, “The proletariat is the undertaker of capitalism“, based on the concluding statement in Chapter 1 of the Communist Manifesto: “What the bourgeoisie therefore produces, above all, are its own grave-diggers. Its fall and the victory of the proletariat are equally inevitable.” Khrushchev repeated this Marxist thesis at a meeting with journalists in the US in September 1959.

I hate it when someone I’m suppose to dislike says something that has a high percentage of coming to fact.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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