Let that gift be you

Growing up in the seventies and eighties one of the more common sayings was “if you don’t have anything nice to say, say nothing at all.”

Not only was this a wonderful lesson in self-control it also helped to keep the disease known as gossip under wraps.

That was then, this is now.

In today’s world that beneficial saying has been replaced with “just keeping it real” as though gossip and ignorance are “real”.

Whatever that means.

Another is “speaking MY truth” which allows virtually anything to come out of someone’s mouth.

Sadly these are the types of things that happen when Participation diminishes Competition.

When everyone believes they are “special” and a gift to the world.

Hubris has replaced humility.

Greed has replaced Grace.

Morals have been replaced with madness, and because of this, humanity and our systems, are breaking down.

Technology has opened the door for those, whose lives are empty, to “troll” and attempt to put their pain onto others.

They are “just keeping it real, yo.”

These souls are so damaged and in need of something with which to belong, they fill their days jumping onto websites, comment sections, and Facebook pages.

They speak their “truth” by threatening, badgering, and at times stalking others while using vile language including but not limited to profanity.

In the real world none of these things come out of their mouths as they are nothing but keyboard warriors and this is where we, for the betterment of our lives and theirs, must remove them completely.

These humans are comparable to cancer and have the same effect on our bodies.

Unlike cancer, dealing with these diseased animals is very easy, and at your fingertips.

Delete, block, and remove permanently from your life.

“Diversity of thought” doesn’t mean three caring intelligent minds sharing time with three ignorant bigots.

Life isn’t “fair and balanced”.

Life is what you make it.

For example Human Trafficking is never fair nor will there ever be a balance.

It’s something that must stop.

By engaging with the diseased we are giving them a platform to spread their infection.

Would you willingly eat rotten food?

Why then do we engage with rotten minds?

I don’t anymore.

A while ago I had a comment on one of my Facebook pages.  They wanted to know why, out of thousands of comments on my pages, none of them were negative.

This person went on to say they were “speaking their truth” while “keeping it real yo.”

After reading the first paragraph I scrolled to the bottom of the comment that went on for quite a while.  As one can imagine it was filled with hate and desperation and was screaming for my attention.

Like a meth head begging for a hit.

I know most, if not all of us, have had this experience or something similar at one time or another.

For those who value their own health and happiness, deleting and blocking these people without responding, is the best option.

If we have nothing nice to say, say nothing at all, and then remove them from your life so their internal battles don’t become yours.

This can be very difficult ( I have succumbed more than once) as most of us want to strike back or feel we must otherwise we are cowards.

Nothing could be further from the truth.

It is those who remove them without feeding the beast that have strength and are in a position of authority while providing leadership.

No one said leading or doing the right thing is easy.

If however you fall into the category of wanting to “save or educate” or believe it is your duty to explain to these lost vessels what is right and what is wrong I proffer this thought.

For an addict, drug or drama, to ever have a chance to heal, they must first want to heal, otherwise the cycle will repeat, and it does, right on our computer screens.

The loving thing to do with these individuals is to remove them from your life.  Only when they have nowhere else to turn, will the possibility of the truth entering their lives, have a chance.

Silence can be golden and in many cases less is more.

Humans aren’t born special but each one does have an opportunity to be a gift.

Let that gift be you.

Jason Kraus

www.aleadernotapolitician.com

“Vote Democrat because anything is possible.”

A while ago I wrote about a Democratic Congressman out of Florida who proclaimed that he and the Liberals had the “black and hispanic vote”, the strong support of the gay community, and were going to run the country.

Florida then proceeded to go for Trump.

Oh the well laid plans of mice and stupid men.

Still, I remember listening to this buffoon and wondering how someone with so much hate and ignorance could ever attain such a position.

I guess anything is possible within today’s Democratic Party.

That could be their new slogan.

“Burning cities, closing schools, runaway debt, and control by public unions which will require new taxes every election cycle.  Vote Democrat because anything is possible.”

I digress.

The Liberal Loon from Florida had made quite a statement.

The Dems had the blacks, hispanics, and gays.

I’m pretty sure there is a word for the concept of having blacks, hispanics, and gays but more on that in a minute.

As I do with all communication, verbal or written, I think about the actual words people use.

Black, hispanics, and gays.

I don’t “have” any black friends.

I don’t have any hispanic or gay friends either because I am not a BIGOT.

I have FRIENDS.

The proximity to the sun of one’s ancestors or sexual preference isn’t on my list of things I find important or relevant to call someone my friend.

Loyal, ethical, smart, hard-working, etc.

This is my list.

Anyone who has a list that has any color or gender preference on it or believes in “skin color diversity” is a stupid human and should be removed from your life.

I have.

These people believe in victimization and live their lives in that role.

It’s incredibly damaging to be around these types of parasites.

Chicago is filled with these types of humans.  California is as well.

Let’s get back to what works.

Loyal, ethical , smart, hard-working, etc.

That is my list.

All humans with these values are valuable to these United States.

I don’t “have” friends.

I am a friend.

Do unto others as you would have done unto you.

As Americans we must choose intelligently and wisely as to whom we will befriend.

In other words Liberals need not apply.

We don’t “have” any room for bigots and personally speaking I lost all patience for Progressivism five clicks back.

Click Liberals.

Click.

Jason Kraus

www.aleadernotapolitician.com

In Memoriam

How do you say thank you, to humans you’ve never met in this world, and never will?

How?

How do you say thank you to those still on Bunker Hill?

At Gettysburg?

Those still on the beach at Omaha or Normandy?

Those still located around the 38th Parallel.

How do you say thank you to those still in the Mekong Delta?

Those whose last breath came in Kandahar or Mosul?

I can’t.

I don’t have the words to say thank you, to those who paid the ultimate price, that Americans may be born into a free country.

I don’t have the words to say thank you to those who are the reason the United States of America exists and is the greatest country in the history of man.

I don’t have the words.

I believe in God but I am not a religious man.  When my time is over on Mother Earth I will have but one request.

That I may join, if only for a moment, those precious souls that gave of their blood so mine could flow freely and without fear.

Just a moment before I am shuttled to wherever I am destined so two words can leave my lips to every individual known as an American Soldier that never returned to their home town, never felt the love and appreciation of Americans while walking in a parade on Veterans Day or the 4th of July.

Never saw their families again.

Two words.

Thank you.

It isn’t enough and never will be but as long as I am here, I will humbly serve those to the best of my ability whom served us, to the best of theirs.

Please God, bless those, who have blessed us, with so much.

Jason Kraus

www.aleadernotapolitician.com

Mother’s Day

Everyday something new, and quite frankly bizarre, seems to happen in these United States.

Each morning “and as I rise” (Alabama) I no longer check to see whether there is  “new” news.  There doesn’t seem to be an original thought on television anymore and the humor has disappeared completely.

Everyday we have “journalists” who’ve never written a cogent sentence in their entire lives repeating nonsensical blather.

Every night we have “comedians” with writing staffs who believe Nazi references and literally crying is what Americans now find entertaining.

We don’t.

It goes even further than that as most of us in America have finally arrived at sensory overload and are now choosing to not listen to anything coming from the Boob Tube.

How do we know this?

Rating are horrible across the spectrum.

There will always be a “winner” when two or more entities vie for the same customer but interestingly enough, we the customer, have decided that poison comes in many shapes and sizes and this does include at least one square box in virtually everyone’s home.

Yet, as they say, time marches on.

We measure time in many ways.  The most common is minutes and hours.  Seconds move too quickly for most activities to matter unless you run track or did at Chico State and then you want less seconds not more. My superstar nephew will understand that better than most.

Although months are part of our measurement equation, we as humans, really look at time through two prisms.

Days and years.

We remember very specific days, that are important to us, or are important to others, that we do indeed remember.

There also appears to be subjects that most of us pay little attention, that some in our society believe, we should.

For a year to pass without a leap 365 days must occur.  In those days we celebrate “incredible” feats like Chicken Dance Day, Root Canal Appreciation Day, and Nylon Stockings Day.  Putting aside the nylons, who doesn’t like a quality chicken dance or appreciate a good root canal.

We just completed the month of April which began with One Cent Day, Peanut Butter and Jelly Day, and Find A Rainbow Day.

I wish some people had only one scent although I didn’t realize this was something that needed to be cheered.  On the other hand Peanut Butter and Jelly Day, especially grape, could happen, at least for me, once a week.

It doesn’t but it could.

Find a Rainbow Day?

I prefer Melting Snowflake Week.

Fifty-two weeks of it to be precise.

Wednesday April 5th was Deep Dish Pizza Day followed by New Beer’s Eve and completed on Friday April 7th with Walk to Work Day.

That joke writes itself.

As April wound to a close Pig in a Blanket Day was followed by Malaria Day.

True story.

With the arrival of May it appears the build up to a maternal moment was carefully planned.

Both Mother Goose Day and Mother Ocean Day arrive early in May.

Not sure if the geese care and it seems a bit redundant to attach Mother to Ocean.

I’m pretty sure Mother Earth has this covered but then again what do I know?  I’m just a guy.

Still every year, one day in May, we set aside a day to celebrate those that we call Mom, Mother, or in some cases “what’s up Gladys?”

We send cards, candy, and gifts.  We take them out to breakfast, lunch, or even dinner if someone is running late or hasn’t planned properly.

We tell stories from years past that were funny at the time or have now become laughable.

We say Happy Mother’s Day and thank you.  Thank you for the days of getting us out of bed before the sun rose and off to school with full bellies.  Thanks for brushing our hair especially when we fought you the entire time.  Thank you for requiring us to take bathes and later showers whether we wanted to or not.

Thank you for teaching us to read and “doing” our numbers with us.

Thank you for Christmas gifts that were wanted and the socks, nightshirts, and puppet show building that wasn’t.

Thank you for re-creating Aunt Millie’s fudge (I like yours better) making sure we always ate our fruits and vegetables (who knew it could snow on broccoli)  and not freaking out when we hoisted the dogs into the tree house (and couldn’t figure out how to get them down).

Thank you for listening when I needed to talk and letting me be when I didn’t.

We thank the mothers of America who know that these United States are a Constitutional Republic and not a Democracy.

Who know the truth isn’t a sometimes thing and hard work doesn’t stop at the end of a ten hour shift.

That being a mom is so much more than a “job”.  It’s an adventure.  An adventure filled with success and love, sleep deprivation, Friday night collapses on the couch and crazy Sunday morning hair.

It’s filled with tiny bodies jumping on the bed begging to be held followed by the teenage years of “please drop me off down the block and stop trying to kiss me” moments.

There are moments of pride and relief with graduations and weddings, empathy and tears with divorce, and of course the ultimate “payback” as I’ve heard it said many times.

Grand-children.

All of the fun and none of the calories.

So to all the mothers on this day, their ONE day, I say Happy Mother’s Day and thank you.  Thank you for the bake sales, the car washes, the silver dollars in Vegas that were traded for stuffed animals at Circus Circus and for chaperoning the school field trips…I think.

Thanks Mom.  Between Duffy Moon and the Little Engine that Could I always knew “I could do it” or at least “I think I can, I think I can, I think can.”

This I know.

I love you.

Happy Mother’s Day.

Jason

www.aleadernotapolitician.com

Breaking the law is no longer a crime

James Comey sat in front of the world and stated that Huma Abedin had committed multiple crimes and yet not one politician called for her indictment.

Not one.

Comey furthered his part of ruining America and proving that emasculation does indeed physically exist by proclaiming to be “mildly nauseous”.

His willingness to openly proclaim for all to hear that crimes, many of them felonies, have been committed, yet nothing is being done about it, should be all we need to hear.

The man is so sure crimes were committed he didn’t even bother to use the attorney’s favorite word.

Alleged.

Thousands of classified documents were found on the laptop of a man who calls himself Carlos Danger.

Felonies. Plural.

Comey said they were taken from Hillary’s private server by Abedin.

Felonies. Plural.

Is intent needed to make these felonies?

No.

Crimes are crimes.  Why people do them becomes irrelevant when you have them 100% dead to rights otherwise every person charged with a crime could simply say “I had no idea that was illegal”, or “my intent wasn’t to rob the bank my intent was to pay off my bills.”

Intent matters in SENTENCING.

Indictments?

Zero.

Nauseous?

How about you make us sick Jimmy.  How about as we are laughing at you Jimmy there is no humor in our eyes.

Justice is supposed to blind.

Comey’s version gives us a complete view of what deaf and dumb look like as well.

This is nothing but B level acting and even worse writing.  Listening to Dianne Feinstein and Comey go back and forth like they hadn’t already worked out the particulars weeks ago was ridiculous.

Where are you Attorney General Jeff Sessions?

Putting aside Sessions (currently) these are stupid people and of course responsible minds must then ask.

What does that make us?

I have a friend.  A good man.   A man who served his community.  A man who did indeed put his life in jeopardy to help others.  He was railing on a few days ago telling me things that I’ve written about many times.  Crime is increasing, the debt is out of control, the border is killing our country.

“We need to do something,” he said.

I asked him if he could run a mile.

“No.”

Fight with his hands and feet longer than two minutes?

“Probably not,” he answered.

Do you own a weapon?

“No,” was his response.

Now I am not banging on my friend.  He is indeed a good man.  Handles his own business, pays his taxes and is very involved in the community but what if?

What if the crime increases so much it shows up at his door…or yours?

What if the debt debacle finally collapses and everyone attached to a Local, State, or Federal program no longer receives their check or if they do it isn’t enough to cover the basics like water, food, and shelter?

What if somebody tries to rob you without a weapon and you’re simply so out of shape you collapse from a lack of oxygen trying to fight them off?

What if someone points a gun at you and wants your most precious things?

What if breaking the law is no longer a crime?

I reminded my friend that sadly these horrific events happen every day in these United States.

Every single day.

Speaking of horrific humans Nancy Pelosi said this week that the new healthcare bill (that isn’t even close to being implemented) is a destruction of government.

Oh if only this was true.

If only this was true.

History is very clear.

Human behavior is easy to understand.

Part of hoping for the best is preparing for the worst.

Ill or unprepared humans have no hope at all.

Let that not be these United States.

Let that not be you.

Jason Kraus

www.aleadernotapolitician.com

Liberals in La La Land

Liberals before the Obama “red line” in Syria was enforced:

“Trump is a misogynistic, racist, homophobic, bigot who was elected because of Vladimir Putin.”

Liberals after:

“The bombs are beautiful (cue Brian Williams), Mr. Trump is now our President. Vladimir who?”

Liberals 24 hours later:

“Trump is getting us into a war with Russia.”

Liberals lost in space:

“Trump is wagging the dog.  I told you he was in Putin’s pocket.”

How about another?

Liberals on both coasts before an election on Tuesday to replace now CIA Director Mike Pompeo in the Kansas 4th Congressional District:

“We are winning and going to send a message to the hateful bigoted Trump!”

Liberals on both coasts after the election:

“The Republican candidate only won by seven points! We are on our way back!”

Once and for all it is time to proclaim that liberals are not Americans or sane.

Those that support La Raza, CAIR, Hamas, and create Sanctuary Cities to protect the free flow of human carnage through our open border by gangs like MS-13 are traitors and ignorant traitors at that.

Can’t we all just get along?

No.

I will never “get along” with child abuse, with rape, with human trafficking.

I will never “get along” with murder.

Benedict Arnold is probably the most famous American traitor of all time.  He wasn’t stupid.  He was ethically weak and because of this is now looked upon with scorn, at least by those of us who support America, and have heard of him.

Of course unlike brain dead Brian, Benedict Arnold was actually “under fire” and wounded in battle.

Something Williams and Hillary only dream of and then say out loud.

Liberals are stupid and I mean that in the strictest of definitions in that they are unable to learn.  What we have witnessed and continue to witness is the biological devolution of certain portions of the population in these United States.

A new version of Stockholm Syndrome has arrived due to too much tuning in, turning on, and dropping out combined with participation trophies and zero consequences.

They aren’t snowflakes.

They’re just flakes.

Then again how would a liberal know?

Punxsutawney Phil has a better understanding of the world.

Jason, you are being pretty Viagra on them right now.

I’m not being hard enough. (Thanks to the “mainstream media” and millions in advertising, I don’t have to explain that joke)

No American woman (or women in general) should ever support Islam.

No one who is homosexual should ever support Islam.

No one who is Jewish or connected to Judaism in any way should ever support Islam yet tens of millions of voting Americans who fall under these categories support the Party (Democratic) that supports Islam.

Let’s make this painfully clear.

Abortion is ILLEGAL under Islamic or Sharia Law yet that is the most important issue to tens of millions of Democratic voters.

Bueller? Bueller? Anyone? Anyone?

Can’t you just see it now?  Finally a hand is raised from the liberal brethren (look it up libs) with a quizzical stare.

“What is Sharia Law? Who is this Shari person?”

Progressives don’t know who “Shari” is, or why she has her own laws, but they can tell you all about Kanye and Kim because Enquiring Minds want to know.

If the concept of devolving hasn’t already been shown, the stupidity of wearing black masks and make believe vaginas (on their heads, obviously a health and human services class is needed for these poor souls), should be more than enough to group these cowards into the five cans short of a six pack, one fry short of a happy meal, or a sandwich short of a picnic crowd.

In other words utensils not needed for those who don’t understand opposable thumbs.

The black mask stick carriers were too embarrassed to show their faces (hope for them yet) whereas the make believe vagina enthusiasts were loud and proud and traipsing around, with the Material Girl and the less talented Judd sister, cheering on Like a Virgin’s call for murder.

Maybe they were practicing for their ultimate show, 72 at a time, as each Sunni or Shiite male arrives at the gates of Allah or the Eight Doors of Jannah.

Apparently eight is enough.

Where is Dick Van Patten when you need him? What about Adam Rich? How many more entertainment references can I put in this column?

Astonishingly enough this is reading like a stand up comedy routine and yet is putridly all TRUE.

Fortunately Hope, along with Obama, has left the building.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Now am I thrilled with everything the President has done so far?

No I am not.

Keeping Comey is absurd.  Hiring Priebus was as well.

Choosing Paul Ryan over the Freedom Caucus probably won’t work.

Supporting Janet Yellen definitely will not.

Still let us remember who we are.

We are Americans.

We don’t hope.  We don’t wish.

We get things done.

So in celebration of getting things done let us remember why we elected Donald Trump.

“I will build a big beautiful wall and get rid of the bad hombres.”

Get er done Mr. President.

Get er done.

Jason Kraus

www.aleadernotapolitician.com

Firing with both fists

Courage is not assertion without fear.

Courage is assertion in spite of fear and comes in many forms, shapes, and sizes.

I was reminded of this a few days ago while having a conversation.

The individual I was speaking with was making jokes after receiving yet another round of chemotherapy.  Because this person is incredibly private and humble, and would be embarrassed by my words, I will respect their wishes of privacy and not use their name.

Their life on the other hand is one to share.

You see this is the kind of person who creates safe spaces with his presence.

Children and dogs love him because they instinctively know they are secure and protected.

This is the kind of person who enlisted in the Army at seventeen and became a medic.

Always looking out for others.

He owned businesses, raised a family, loves his children, grandchildren, and of course his wife.  He’d give you the shirt off his back, the money from his pocket, and has done so time and time again.

Of course if he was reading this now he wouldn’t understand what all the fuss was about and would say something like, “This is what we are supposed to do.  I’m supposed to work hard.  I’m supposed to raise my children and nobody else better be loving my wife.  You know what I’m saying?”

Yes my fellow American I am picking up what you are putting down.

He’d tell you that he isn’t special (he is) rather he is lucky.  Lucky to be a citizen of the greatest country ever.  Lucky to have had 69 years (and counting) on this Earth.  He sees his exhaustion, nausea, dizziness, and pain as a good sign that the chemo is working.

Not one complaint, not one bitter word, not a scintilla of why me?

Although he doesn’t eat sugar, and his appetite has almost disappeared, he still makes birthday cakes for loved ones.

The reason I am telling this story is to show the strength of the human spirit.

The strength of one man unwilling to bend.

Unwilling to break.

When he was told he had cancer his first sentence was “Great. When can we start doing what needs to be done.”

In boxing terms he bit down on his mouthpiece and lunged forward firing with both fists.

Cancer has no idea but it doesn’t have a chance.

It picked the wrong guy.

We have our own cancer in America these days.  It’s called liberalism.  It has overtaken the Democratic Party and done a pretty good job infiltrating the Republican Party as well.

Standing in front of America is a 69 year old man whose body is being filled with drugs aimed at killing the cancer.

Dizzy, nauseous, and exhausted he stands at the ready to make sure we do “what needs to be done”.

He’s also a man filled with knowledge.

In other words he voted for Trump.

Shoulder to shoulder America.

It’s time to bite down on the mouthpiece and lunge forward.

Firing with both fists.

Jason Kraus

www.aleadernotapolitician.com