Define ‘Standard Retard’

The Undaunted Democrat


I’m a pretty easy going person. Usually things people do and say rolls off me like water off a ducks back, but sometimes people say or do something that just makes me wish I could be put in a locked room with them for ten minutes.

Such is the case with Ann Coulter and her attempt to excuse Trump when he mimicked a handicapped reporter. That miserable, poor excuse of a human being said, “Trump was just imitating a ‘standard retard,’ not mocking the reporter’s handicap.”

What the hell is a ‘standard retard,’ Ann Coulter? One of my sisters was mentally retarded. At age 12 she was made a ward of the state of Oregon because Dad caught some boys trying to take advantage of her and  didn’t think he could give her proper care. If he only knew.

When she went into the home my sister’s mind was the…

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Pondering The Newsroom

hopefully someone will see this and see the light.


The Newsroom was an HBO political drama series that aired from June 2012 – December 2014. Starring Jeff Daniels as Will McAvoy, news anchor at fictional Atlantis Cable News. Twenty five episodes over three brief “seasons” cemented The Newsroom atop my list of remarkable TV productions. Posted below are a handful of clips chosen to illustrate America’s indifference towards common sense truth – scripted Will McAvoy snippets ringing truer than anything blithered on non-fictional U.S. media today. The content may be dated, the message is anything but.

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Black Lives Matter? All Lives Matter? No Lives Matter?


So I pull into the gas station.

On the other side of the pump island is a car driven by a black lady with a black male sitting in the passenger seat. Got out of my car and asked the lady if she had purchased her gas yet. She said no, appeared to be digging a card out of her wallet. I then asked her if it would be ok if I bought her gas today, did not want to offend her. She looked at me and replied with a quizzical grin, yes.

Not sure what thought went through her mind at the time, could have been anything from this crazy old white guy wants to pay for my gas to this has to be some kind of scam or sales pitch.

Regardless, I proceeded to the pump inserted my card and began pumping gas.


When completed the lady stepped out of car and reached out her hand to thank me. I shook her hand and said to her. “Miss, I want you to know why I did this… I did this because black lives matter.”

The smile spread across her face like a bright sun rise breaking through an early morning fog. She held out her hand again and repeated the thank you with an added God bless you.

I said you’re welcome and bless you also. Then went back to my car to get my own gas.

To me the warm smile and handshake was more than worth every dollar’s worth of gas I had pumped into her car.

Have no idea what went through her mind as she drove off, but I choose to think she drove off happy and looking forward to sharing an act of kindness with some other happily surprised citizen of the universe.  Not necessarily buying someone a tank of gas or even spending any money at all, just doing some unexpected kindness to a fellow inhabitant of this world we all try to live in.

Sharing this in full support of “Love trumps Hate” and in hoping you too will share some kindness today.


Carry on my friends, carry on.

Imaginary Fears!

re posting this as it seems to fit in well with the fear and hate being demonstrated by the Republicans at this time.


This thought comes from an incident I experienced last week at the lake.
Asking the group if they wanted to take a cruise around the lake on the pontoon boat brought this response. “How much gas do you have?” I replied “1/2 a tank.”
One member said “What if the gage does not work?”
I said: “What if someone pulls the plug on the lake and it dries up? What if we get a torrential downpour and we have to all get on Noah’s ark?”
I mean come on people, there are enough real problems/fearsome things in this world we live in without making things up.
A pro-gun person of my acquaintance said to me. “What are you going to do if someone breaks into your house, throw a book at him?”
Another imaginary fear. This one most likely created by the NRA in their quest for more profit for…

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In Response to Officer Jay Stalien’s Essay regarding #BLM

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*Note in a search for BLM pictures i came upon this picture of the Bureau of Land Management. They were out gunned during the Cliven Bundy stand off. But that has nothing to do with this story…. I think.

This essay was pointed out to me on social media as a means of understanding #BLM.

My first reaction was “too wordy”. The poster suggested I sleep on it and read it in the morning it is truly worth the lengthy read.

So after sleeping on it I printed out all eight pages of the piece this morning.

Still working on digesting the whole thing but, initial thought leads me to conclude this man is not writing as an African American, he is writing as a policeman.

The opinions expressed are from his early life experiences growing up in a poor section of Baltimore and his work as a policeman in the hood.

Two opinions he shared bother me a bit. I quote…

“Black lives do not matter to most black people. Only the lives that make the national news matter to them. Only the lives that are taken at the hands of cops or white people, matter.”

As a white man, like Newt Gingrich said, I cannot know what it is like to be a black man in America today, but I can know what it is like to attend a memorial for a murdered black man and witness the wailing and crying for the deceased. The mothers crying for the loss of sons at the hands of anyone, black, white or whatever. These lives do indeed matter to these mothers.


Second quote…

Not sure if he is speaking about all blacks or just the #BLM people here but this is what he wrote…

“That most cops dread the thought of having to shoot someone, and never see the turmoil and mental anguish that a cop goes through after having to kill someone to save his own life. Instead they all believe that we are all blood thirsty killers, because the media says so, even though the numbers prove otherwise.”

And again speaking as a white man I don’t think all cops are blood thirsty killers, I do think they have some bad apples who should be cleaned out.

Officer Stalien appears to me to have been prejudiced by his career where he has spent his life working with the worst of society. Much like the majority of cops are good cops, the majority of black people are good people.

Link to original post here….

Like I said the post prints out as eight pages and has some redundancy in it. May offer further review if I find something that rings my bell.

Hot Air Balloon Ride

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Sunday July 10, 2016

Only thing I had on my bucket list, a hot air balloon ride, was completed. Thanks to my son’s generosity.

Let me tell you it was exhilarating, the closest thing to an outer body experience I will probably ever have. Everyone should go on at least one hot air balloon ride before they die.

We gently lifted off and were floating through the sky in moments.

Four hundred feet in the air then 2500 feet in the air. Drifting slowly with the wind.


Looking down at the world…. above it all. Above all the suffering and grief that exists down there.


For about an hour we were free of everything, every grief and every stress that occupies our minds.

We saw the cars on the roads, the trains on the tracks, the deer in the fields and the miniature farms down below.

They all appeared to be toys, something we played with as children.

We passed over the national cemetery in Holly, Michigan. The cemetery our family recently interred Dad and Mom’s ashes.

Standing in the cemetery was an older gray haired man. He was pointing a camera up and snapping pictures of us as we floated by. We all waved joyfully and shouted hellos to him.

I said a silent hello to dad and mom as we floated by.

We floated on, touching the clouds in the sky and then dipping down to skim the water in ponds on the ground. We crossed tree tops close enough to pick leaves from the upper most branches.

A solitary bird flew up to check us out, quickly flying off after seeing we were no threat to his existence.

I did live stream most of the flight and if the link works you can join me in the flight here…

Enjoy the flight.

Fifty Years Ago

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A young man was working for the state highway department. He was earning about $2 an hour.

He had a wife and three children. They were buying a house and had a car so they were not destitute but, they were more or less living hand to mouth.

Dad was paid twice a month, 1st and the 15th.

There came a time when mom, bless her heart, decided the kids were coming down with colds. This called for cold meds and vitamins.

This happened to be on about the 10th of the month. Dad had about $14 left in his checking account to last until payday.

Now this was before charge cards, so cash was it.

Mom went to drug store while dad was at work and bought $13 worth of vitamins, “kids need em.”

When dad got home from work she told him of her purchase.

Dad was upset but did not yell or anything ,he just told her “we have about a buck fifty to last us until payday”.

The family did all survive and went on to grow and prosper.🙂


Dad remembers when working for the highway department the crews frequently left the garage and would stop at a restaurant for coffee and a donut for first break before proceeding to job site.

Dad also remembers occasionally not having 50 cents in his pocket for a coffee and a donut.

On these occasions dad would sit in truck and drink coffee from his thermos while smoking cigarettes.  Missed out on the morning bull session but life went on.


Recently Dad dropped off some money in a mailbox of a young couple that don’t have 50 cents for a coffee and a donut tomorrow morning. The money was in an envelope with a note. “Pay it forward”. No name no anything just the money and the note.

Dad feels better now and hopefully the young couple feel better also.