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AARP I find this very interesting reading, so let's keep it going if you agree. It only takes a few days on
the Internet and this will have reached 75% of the public in the U.S.A. Seniors need to stand up for what is right,
not what the politicians want or big Corporations want..
The disillusionment voicedon the Internet is becoming increasingly repetitive - the country's backbone is waking up. Will
they listen? Or do we have to embrace the radicals she mentions?
This was sent to Mr.
Rand who is the Executive Director of AARP.
THIS LADY NOT ONLY HAS A GRASP OF 'THE SITUATION'
BUT AN INCREDIBLE COMMAND OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE! ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Dear Mr. Rand ,
Recently you sent us a letter encouraging us to renew our lapsed membership
in AARP by the requested date. I know it is not what you were looking for, but this is the most honest response
I can give you. Our gap in coverage is merely a microscopic symptom of the real problem, a deepening
lack of faith.
While we have proudly maintained our membership for several years and have long admired the AARP goals and principles, regrettably, we can no longer endorse it's abdication of our values.
Your letter specifically stated that we can count on AARP to speak up for our rights, yet the voice we hear is not ours. Your offer of being kept up to date on important issues through DIVIDED WE FAIL presents
neither an impartial view nor the one we have come to embrace. We do believe that when two parties agree all the time on everything presented to them, one is probably not necessary. But, when the opinions and long term goals
are diametrically opposed, the divorce is imminent. This is the philosophy which spawned our 200 years of government.
Once upon a time, we looked forward to being part of the senior demographic.
We also looked to AARP to provide certain benefits and give our voice a power we could not possibly hope to achieve
on our own. AARP gave us a sense of belonging which we no longer enjoy. The Socialist politics practiced
by the Obama administration and empowered by AARP serves only to raise the blood pressure my medical insurance
strives to contain. Clearly a conflict of interest there!
We do not understand the AARP
posture, feel greatly betrayed by the guiding forces that we expected to map out our senior years and leave your ranks with a great sense of regret. We mitigate that disappointment with the relief of knowing that we are
not contributing to the problem anymore by renewing our membership. There are numerous other organizations which offer discounts without threatening our way of life or offending our sensibilities.
This Presidential Administration scares the living daylights out of us. Not just for ourselves, but for our proud
and bloodstained heritage. But even more importantly for our children and grandchildren. Washington has rendered Soylent Green a prophetic cautionary tale rather than a nonfiction scare tactic. I have never in my
life endorsed any militant or radical groups, yet now I find myself listening to them. I don't have to agree with them to appreciate the fear which birthed their existence. Their borderline insanity presents little
more than a balance to the voice of the Socialist mindset in power. Perhaps I became American by a great stroke of luck in some cosmic uterine lottery, but in my adulthood I CHOOSE to embrace it and nurture the freedoms
it represents as well as the responsibilities it requires.
Your website generously offers
us the opportunity to receive all communication in Spanish. ARE YOU KIDDING??? Someone has broken into our 'house', invaded our home without our invitation or consent. The President has insisted we keep the perpetrator
in comfort and learn the perp language so we can communicate our reluctant welcome to them.
I DON 'T choose to welcome them.
I DON 'T choose to support them.
I DON
'T choose to educate them.
I DON 'T choose to medicate them, pay for their food or clothing.
American home invaders get arrested.
Please explain to me why foreign lawbreakers
can enjoy privileges on American soil that Americans do not get?
Why do some immigrants
have to play the game to be welcomed and others only have to break & enter to be welcomed?
We travel for a living. Walt hauls horses all over this great country, averaging over 10,000 miles a month
when he is out there. He meets more people than a politician on caffeine overdose. Of all the many good folks he enjoyed on this last 10,000 miles, this trip yielded only ONE supporter of the current administration. One
of us is out of touch with mainstream America .. Since our poll is conducted without funding, I have more faith in it than one which is power driven..
We have decided to forward this to everyone on our mailing
list, and will encourage them to do the same. With several hundred in my address book, I have every
faith that the eventual exponential factor will make a credible statement to you.
I am
disappointed as hell.
I am scared as hell.
I am MAD as hell, and I'm NOT
gonna take it anymore!
Walt & Cyndy Miller Farms Equine Transport
I ENCOURAGE EVERYONE TO KEEP THIS
MOVING FORWARD.
True Stories
This is a good counter balance story to the Jane Fonda/Vietnam
Woman Of The Year story Ann Margaret
Viet Nam 1966
Richard , (my husband), never really talked a lot about his time
in Viet Nam other than he had been shot by a sniper. However, he had a rather grainy, 8 x 10 black and white photo he had
taken at a USO show of Ann Margaret with Bob Hope in the background that was one of his treasures.
A few years ago, Ann Margaret was doing a book signing at a local bookstore. Richard wanted to see if he could get her
to sign the treasured photo so he arrived at the bookstore at 12 o'clock for the 7:30 signing.
When I got there after work, the line went all the way around the bookstore, circled the parking lot and disappeared
behind a parking garage. Before her appearance, bookstore employees announced that she would sign only her book and no memorabilia
would be permitted.
Richard was disappointed, but wanted to show her the photo and let
her know how much those shows meant to lonely GI's so far from home. Ann Margaret came out looking as beautiful as ever
and, as second in line, it was soon Richard 's turn.
He presented the book for her
signature and then took out the photo. When he did, there were many shouts from the employees that she would not sign it.
Richard said, "I understand. I just wanted her to see it."
She took one look
at the photo, tears welled up in her eyes and she said, "This is one of my gentlemen from Viet Nam and I most certainly
will sign his photo. I know what these men did for their country and I always have time for 'my gentlemen.'"
With that, she pulled Richard across the table and planted a big kiss on him. She then
made quite a to-do about the bravery of the young men she met over the years, how much she admired them, and how much she
appreciated them There weren't too many dry eyes among those close enough to hear. She then posed for pictures and acted
as if he were the only one there.
Later at dinner, Richard was very quiet. When I asked
if he'd like to talk about it, my big strong husband broke down in tears. "That's the first time anyone ever
thanked me for my time in the Army," he said.
That night was a turning point for
him. He walked a little straighter and, for the first time in year's, was proud to have been a Vet. I'll never forget
Ann Margaret for her graciousness and how much that small act of kindness meant to my husband.
I now make it a point to say "Thank you" to every person I come across who served in our Armed Forces. Freedom
does not come cheap and I am grateful for all those who have served their country.
If
you'd like to pass on this story, feel free to do so. Perhaps it will help others to become aware of how important it
is to acknowledge the contribution our service men & women
Don't be too busy today...
Share this inspiring message with friends and family. On behalf of those who DO appreciate all that you did for us, thank
you to each of you who receive this message who have served or are serving our country in the armed services or any other
service.
Fictitious Stories
Stunning Testimony A man from Norfolk , VA called a local radio station to share this on Sept 11th, 2003, TWO YEARS
AFTER THE TRAGEDIES OF 9/11/2001. His name was Robert Matthews. These are his words: A few weeks before Sept. 11th, my wife
and I found out we were going to have our first child. She planned a trip out to California to visit her sister. On our way
to the airport, we prayed that God would grant my wife a safe trip and be with her. Shortly after I said 'amen,'
we both heard a loud pop and the car shook violently We had blown out a tire. I replaced the tire as quickly as I could,
but we still missed her flight. Both very upset, we drove home. I received a call from my father who was retired NYFD. He
asked what my wife's flight number was, but I explained that we missed the flight. My father informed me that her flight
was the one that crashed into the southern tower. I was too shocked to speak. My father also had more news for me; he was
going to help. 'This is not something I can just sit by for; I have to do something. 'I was concerned for his safety,
of course, but more because he had never given his life to Christ. After a brief debate, I knew his mind was made up. Before
he got off of the phone, he said, 'Take good care of my grandchild. Those were the last words I ever heard my father
say; he died while helping in the rescue effort. The joy, that my prayer of safety for my wife had been answered, quickly
became anger. I was angry at God, at my father, and at myself. I had gone for nearly two years blaming God for taking my
father away. My son would never know his grandfather, my father had never accepted Christ, and I never got to say good-bye.
Then something happened. About two months ago, I was sitting at home with my wife and my son, when there was a knock on the
door. I looked at my wife, but I could tell she wasn't expecting anyone. I opened the door to a couple with a small
child. The man looked at me and asked if my father's name was Jake Matthews. I told him it was. He quickly grabbed my
hand and said, 'I never got the chance to meet your father, but it is an honor to meet his son. 'He explained to
me that his wife had worked in the World Trade Center and had been caught inside after the attack. She was pregnant and had
been caught under debris. He then explained that my father had been the one to find his wife and free her. My eyes welled
up with tears as I thought of my father giving his life for people like this. He then said, 'There is something else
you need to know. 'His wife then told me that as my father worked to free her, she talked to him and led him to Christ.
I began sobbing at the news. Now I know that when I get to Heaven, my father will be standing beside Jesus to welcome me,
and that this family would be able to thank him themselves. When their baby boy was born, they named him Jacob Matthew, in
honor of the man who gave his life so that a mother and baby could live.
This story should help us to realize:
God is always in control. We may not see the reason behind things, and we may never know this side of heaven, but God is
ALWAYS in control. Please take time to share this amazing story. You may never know the impact it may have on someone. God
doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called. Give thanks to the Lord for He is good. His love endures forever.
Psalm 136:1
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