John Corson's Blog

for July 20, 2021


Reggie and I are here in my church office with basically nothing to do. I have completed all my office work and can't leave right now as the contractor and a couple of his workers are here taking measurements and finalizing the preparations for tearing out the old kitchen and starting on the new ladies bathroom. We have told the ladies that there will ALWAYS be a bathroom for them to use, even when the men's is taken down for the remodel. As one deacon said: "We men can go off behind the bushes outside if we have to go."

As soon as the contractor is finished, or if Davis, the building team leader, comes by the church, I am done and headed for home.

Janice and I didn't get much sleep last night. Reggie had something wrong with his stomach as he had diarrhea all day yesterday and finally got over it around 12:30 AM. Needless to say, I had to get up out of bed and take him outside. I thought he would be alright as he seemed to have stopped with the trots about four hours before, but he had a last drop he needed to make and when we got up, that woke Janice up and she couldn't get back to sleep.

Since Janice will be tired when she gets home from work, I have been tasked with picking up something to eat when I leave here so she won't have to cook or even fix herself a sandwich. Because she is going to bed until 7:00. Then she will get up, take her bath, come downstairs at 7:30 in time for Jeopardy and then, when that is over she is going back to bed.

I am thinking that when those guys are finished here at church that I will run along, pick up some food and after Janice and I eat it when she gets home, then I will be in a better frame of mind to finish this post. I am going to post this part now. But before I do, I just want to point out again (I did this a few months back when I wrote a blog rant while at the church office), that my computer screen sits right below the back window in my office at church. I peer out of it straight to the area in which we had our parking lot for the teachers and parents for our church's day care facility that closed down three years ago. I used to sit here, working on my sermons, typing correspondence, working on other projects on my PC for church and I would stare out and see a parent coming in, another leaving, a teacher leaving for the day, an assistant coming in to work for the afternoon. All kinds of comings and goings and it was a reminder that there was life in a few places around the church. Kids on the playground, which I could see after the leaves fall off from the trees that blocked my view of their playing area; the house in which the day care was located could be viewed most of the year around, and just the memories of how we flourished a little "back in the day."

I look out this window now and I see the parking area, but there are no cars, except for the one that belongs to the owner of that house. When the window is open, I hear no sounds of children's laughter and voices when they used to be at play. I see no teachers or parents coming and going. It is all emblematic of the lack of life in our church. The kids are gone, the people are old and I am here to facilitate the dullness.

Since the fall of 2018, I hate coming to this office. The only thing I find myself doing other than the mundane regular office work, is walking around the church remembering the way things used to be.

The men are gone. I need to get out of here. I will pick this up later.


Well I stopped by Kentucky Fried Chicken and picked up two 3-piecwe chicken meals with coleslaw and mashed potatoes, brought them home and I just couldn't wait for Janice to get home (neither could Reggie) and we had to tear into ours. Janice did get home before we finished and right now, she is clearing the trash and getting ready for me to take the trash cans out to the street for pick up tomorrow. Then, she says, she is getting in a nap. She won't have to worry about getting up and fixing supper because she has had enough chicken to keep her full for the rest of the day.

I am up in my home office now, just chillin' and listening to Reggie snore off to my right while I glance out the window to my left and the felling that all is well (at least for the rest of the day) is running through my brain.

Here is my shorts singer for today. Remember: the things that singes my shorts are those things the Far-Left in general and the Democrats in particular do to further ruin our country. Today's fire up my butt is what the Biden DHS said last week and it was reiterated just last night when they said that Cuban refugees fleeing that country's communist tyranny will be turned away from the U.S. Why???  WHY???

They sure aren't turning away those wanting to come to America (not fleeing as refugees) from Mexico and Central America! In fact, the entire Biden Administration is welcoming as many as can get in with open arms! WHY???

Human rights advocates on are condemning the Biden administration for its "shameful" announcement that amid unrest and economic crises in both Cuba and Haiti, refugees from the Caribbean nations will not be welcomed in the United States.

Last week Homeland Security Secretary Alejandro Mayorkas gave a press conference in which he said —people who attempt to leave Cuba and Haiti via boat will be intercepted by the U.S. Coast Guard and either turned back or—if they convince U.S. authorities that they have a credible fear of persecution or torture—sent to a third country for resettlement.  WHY????

Oh, I know why, but you won't hear the Biden Administration, nor any official with Homeland Security tell you. Let me give you a hint: The Cuban population in Miami, FL who are citizens and registered to vote do not - DO NOT vote Democrat. The typical Cuban American who fled Castro's Cuba will tell you every time, they would not vote for a candidate whose party's ideology is similar to the party that runs Cuba. In other words, the Democrats running the Executive Branch and run through the hall of Congress can not count of Cuban refugees to become American citizens committed to vote Democrat. THEY WON'T!

Those coming from Central America are seen as potential Democrat voters.

Mayorkas said very adamantly at his press conference: "Allow me to be clear: If you take to the sea, you will not come to the United States." Hey, wait a minute. Didn't his family leave Cuba for the U.S. in the early 1960s. Check out this Washington Post article! Hypocrites! But that's what Democrats do!

See seeking asylum via treacherous seas and with makeshift rafts with many life threatening situations does not warrant the status of "asylum", but those who come across our borders illegally are treated to asylum with free healthcare, free food, free education, free cellphones and enough credits for mostly free housing??

And what about all those homeless Americans? Vets, who have served this country and have fallen on hard times or are disabled and left to fend for themselves. What about Americans who, do to the Pandemic, have lost their livelihoods and are in danger of loosing their homes? Well, there is no guarantee they will collectively vote Democrat is there? But Central Americans like Santa Claus and love the idea of something for nothing and will vote to keep Santa Claus in office.

Darn! I loathe Democrats. They are sneaky, conniving, dastardly pieces of excrement. The mere mention of that party's name starts that burning sensation in my backside. I truly wish the Republicans would get up off of their backside and come up with a plan and a platform to truly take this country back out of the arms of far-left Communists who are today's Democrats.

OK. I'm done for now. I will have to take my blood pressure measurement soon and I don't want it to read 190 / 115!

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Blogs are about the blogger. It's as if he or she merely toots their own horns about the things they do, say and love.

My life is boring. I read, I watch Glenn Beck and Mark Levin. I listen to Andrew Wilkow. I engage in some conversation with those who are willing to listen (they being masochistic and enjoy killing themselves with my banter).

I plan on just laying out the things that bother me and the things I love. Nothing in-between. I hope you find whatever I put here amusing.