The Hosts of the 'View' and their 'Cat fight with Bill O'Reilly and the Foreclosure Moratorium, A Comparison (320 hits)
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Part I
Many of my readers know that it is rare that I get into discussuons that are contentious, being as I choose to call them, cat Fights. Or no body is listening, not to each other or sometimes to his or her own point. Instead their point of view is to be the 'right' one and that's that!
Well, the current raging over Bill O''Reillys appearance on the show, the 'view' has recently caught my attention, simply because the furor over his appearance-as the Guest mind you-simply will not go away.
I know my remarks which follow will not strike some of you in the way it is 'felt' from which I would come(???).
But dear reader, the last time I checked, this is still the America in which I can hop in my car, drive to any place without an armed guard of sort, impeding my progress and giving me permission or not to go any place I choose. No, in this beautiful land of plenty, freedoms-even to disagree, I mean many wonderful , unlike almost any other place in the world, freedom-except to own a home lately, for more and more American citizens.
The same treasure trove of freedoms, wrapped in the first Ten Amendments, called the Bill of Rights, delivered to us by the founding Fathers of this once, now, more and more, 'not as great ' nation, and which are encased in one of the Greatest Documents (by most consensus) would say ever put together by human kind.
I began to embrace this concept of American freedoms almost while sitting on my Father's knee or suckling at my Mother' breast!
If that's too much hype for you, please do not leave-there's more!
The point I am going to make here, while ever so feebly, is meant to have us all recall our country's recent history. I mean when I took off for college, after being offered a scholarship or I could have not entered a college, I graduated from high school in Montgomery, Alabama, May 1964-a period still so fresh in my mind as I recall those days for you.
The America I set out to make my way in this wonderful Democracy-that it was then,that is, is so differentl than it was then. Would you believe in the fall of 1964 when I fearfully entered this new world of college, where for the first time I had a bed without human beings blowing and snoring in my face or kicking me as I slept, or pulling my cover off as I tried to sleep-not necessarily on a bed either-for I remember nights thinking,after trying to help my parents make ends meet by working as the 'Shoe Shine Boy in whose barber shop, my future Brother-law hired me, I slept on the floor to get a good, uninterrupted night's sleep.
Had I known then, my then Boss had already set his eyes on one of my six beautiful sisters, I would have bargained for wage increases- $7 a week plus shoe shine boy price and tips- could be pretty good because there wer few few synthethetic products those days in shoes, leather real leather could have quite sashine popped on them if you knew your trade.lthe 'more money' range. But readers, the cost of living in September was LLLOWWW! Try buying a postage stamp today and compare its price to what was in my freshman year of college-try 5 cents. That's right the United States post office raised the price of a first class stamp to one nickel on January 7, 1963-the winter in my last year of high school (www.historyorb.com). (cont).
