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Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a daily basis. If you find it entertaining, informative, and controversial, then I have done my job properly. Thank goodness too, because Karma has been on my case of late. I'm supposed to bring fifty people into the fold or I'll have to give back the part of Einstein's brain I inherited. No, I'm not one of the Scientists who got a piece of his brain when he died. Karma said, "Eat this knowledge. It'll make you smarter!" The bargain I made with Karma was, if I could change fifty people into Politiores Populos, I would be rewarded with my very own Lamborghini. So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Like what you're reading, then read on. P.S. Populo is Latin for people. Politiores is Latin for educated. Troglodytes is English for troglodytes. And Einstein's brain was stolen by Thomas Stoltz Harvey after his death in 1955 and eventually divvied up into 240 pieces. If you just read that last sentence, then you have just learned something and I'm just that much closer to fulfilling my commitment to Karma!

Monday, October 17, 2016

Never Condoning Slapping Your Children

Monday morning blues got you down?
What you need to do is get the answers to those two questions you never knew you wanted to ask?

TwoBuckHowie, Jim, or whomever you are trying to be this week. What is "Quid Pro Quo," and why do I have such a hard time using it in a sentence?
Well, my insipid friend. First of all, you have to do something for an Equal Exchange. Like for Like. Measure for Measure. An Eye for an Eye. In other words, you have to do something for someone for them to do something for you. Dictionary.com says; Quid Pro Quo [kwid proh kwoh] something that is given or taken in return for something else. Much too confusing of a definition. I like my explanation better. Now, if you want to use it in a sentence, try what the Patrick F. Kennedy tried.
State Department and FBI deny "Quid Pro Quo" over Clinton email classification. 
By Del Quentin Wilber and Tracy Wilkerson for the Los Angeles Times.com
The backstabbing
Politics
of
Washington.
Man,
you've got to love it.

Mister TwoBuckHowie. Do animals jam?
You darn tootin' they do. Just ask the National Geographic website Animal Jam. You get to create your very own animal, actually your login and password, then you can have hours of fun playing games, adopting pets, learning about those fuzzy furry creatures, and just get to know about nature that is all around us. In an animated-pretend kind of World. Ages 3 and up. And you can bet those two wooden teeth of yours, there Hildegarde. I play it as much as humanly possible. Well, maybe not humanly. OK, I never played it. I saw kids play it at local library and they seem to be having fun. Now, slap your kids in the back of their heads and make them sit in front of the computer and have some fun, darn it!


This is,
Never Condoning Slapping Your Children At Any Time,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.”
- Mahatma Gandhi -



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