Crabby Blogging Lady

Durn it, over the weekend I had a veritable SLEW of crabby things to talk about, and — by golly — it’s all gone now. Gone. Must be getting close to Christmas with me feeling so warm and fuzzy like, ya know?

Oh here’s something! Iran is set to slaughter a young father. Why, you ask? What heinous crime did this young, law-abiding man do?

Oh he became a Christian.

What is wrong with that?!

Iran, by the way, supposedly has some “religious freedom.” Their constitution forbids anyone to be reprimanded for their religious faith. That’s not stopping the courts from doing whatever they like. Sheesh, maybe Iran and the US have more in common than we thought….

And the media is blaming… the young man! He should renounce his faith in Christ and become a Muslim, that will fix the problem!

Iranian Pastor Youcef Nadarkhani, who is facing the death penalty, again refused to convert to Islam to save his life….

Please excuse me while I cry. Humans can be so unjust, so wicked to each other.

I am really, really looking forward to the time when righteousness rules, ya know?

Oh dear. There’s a news story in my local paper. A little girl was riding her bike on the side of the road a few days ago, and some jerk hit her. He took off– a hit and run — and today the cops found the guy. I saw photos of the bike– it was a mangled mess. My heart broke into a billion little pieces. How could that man just drive off? The girl is in serious condition in a hospital. She’s not from around here (from another state). The man is a local guy. The girl’s parents must be going bananas. I once had to take my child to an out-of-state hospital for an emergency. It was absolutely scary. A hospital is traumatic enough, but a strange hospital where you are far away from home is very difficult to deal with.

And think of the hospital bills! My insurance would not cover my daughter’s out-of-state bill unless I took her to the emergency room. It was crazy!

I think today’s children need more protection than when we were kids. Remember back then– we could walk the streets and visit the neighbors and jump in the ponds and do so much! Today, there seems to be so many threats out there– creepy old men, EEE and West Nile, Meningococcal disease, the “superbug” disease… and idiots who crash into kids on bikes and drive off… Top that all off with the out-of-control costs of medical expenses, and it’s just scary! Today, a kid almost NEEDS children’s trauma insurance to be there just in case the child gets a critical illness. My husband used to sell insurance– called “critical illness cover,” the insurance is a very low cost way to cover a child in case the child becomes ill. Children’s insurance is usually SUPER inexpensive, and the benefits of the insurance are worth their weight in gold should the child contract a disease or suffer trauma. You can read more about the issue and coverage at the website link, above.

Kids are so precious. You just can’t NOT afford to protect them every way possible today.

The government. They will never forget. They will never forget that nasty glare you gave little Kimmy in the play yard. They will never forget the bad word you said when you were a teenager, or the time when you tripped the class nerd to make the rest of the class laugh. They will never forget your mullet and your roach clips and your bare belly midriff.

I’m serious! They will really never forget!! Get a load of this news story.

Over 30,000 British schoolchildren, some as young as three, have had their names registered on a government database and branded “racist” or “homophobic” for using playground insults, infractions that could impact their future careers.

The shocking figures were disclosed after civil liberties group the Manifesto Club made a Freedom of Information Act request which betrayed the fact that kids who used petty jibes are now being treated as thought criminals by education authorities.

…The majority of the reported cases involved primary school children.

“The record can be passed from primaries to secondaries or when a pupil moves between schools,” reports the Daily Mail.

“And if schools are asked for a pupil reference by a future employer or a university, the record could be used as the basis for it, meaning the pettiest of incidents has the potential to blight a child for life.”

That is just sad. SO SAD!!! Little kids are little kids! And who wants to have life’s mistakes and foibles and sins stamped onto your forehead for the rest of your life, following you around in a line of trailer hitches. I just can’t believe these people are being so cruel.

You know, thank God that He is not like that. When we repent and turn to Him, He takes all our shame and regret and guilt and throws it away and never looks back. I love you, Lord, for that. And Lord…… please hurry up and come back because these idiots here on earth are creeping me out. Amen.

Yes, here it is, another “I hate spam” post. I have very good and frequent opportunities, I tell ya!!

I am wising up to the spam problems. Believe me, I have tried everything. The native WordPress spam eater, a plugin that bashes spam based on the IP, a captcha spam catcher, a banning spam plugin…. and a zillion plugins in between. *sigh* Nothing really stops spam for long. It’s getting kinda tiresome….

So despite my arsenal of spam fighters/killers/catchers/rebuffers, I’m still spammed like mad. Today, it seems a bot was attacking my web server, because I got a ton of spam across ALL my blogs at about the same time. Now, I have a spam catcher that stops that kind of behavior… well, it’s supposed to, anyway.

*SIGH*

So tell me, great blog guru, how do YOU control the spam? Do you have some magical tool that kills it dead? Or do you grin and bear it?

Oh by the way– I saw someone wearing one of those sassy IT mens t shirts. Isn’t it hilarious?!?!?! Gotta get one!

Woohooo what’s better than giving a kid a Highlights magazine to keep him quiet?? A DEAL on Highlights magazines!!! Hey moms and dads, check out these Highlights coupons at dropdowndeals. Sweet.

I used to read Highlights as a kid. My mom wouldn’t buy them for me, noooo. I wanted a subscription SO BAD. The only time I got to read them was when I went to the doctor. Which wasn’t very often because I was the epitome of good health. :D So I’d sit in the waiting room, devouring as many magazines as I could before I was called in. I think that may be how I learned to speed read, hmmmm….

I liked the Goofus and Gallant guys. Guess who I associated with more?

I’ll have you know I was more like Gallant!!! What were you thinking, huh??

Get ‘em while they’re hot, peeps.

P.S. OK OK That cartoon is NOT from a real Highlights magazine. But if I drew the cartoons, it’d probably be like that.

Dear Queen Liz:

Please don’t crown your son as king. PLEASE. He’s a kook. He says weird stuff all the time. He must get it from his father. Remember what Prince Philip said, about reincarnation?

“If I could be reincarnated, I would wish to return to Earth as a killer virus to lower human population levels.”

That’s positive leadership for ya.

Well, bonnie Prince Charles isn’t any better. As a matter of fact, I think he may be worse, because he takes things seriously. Take a look at the latest thing your son had to say:

“We are, of course, witnessing what some people call the sixth great extinction event – the continued erosion of much of the Earth’s vital biodiversity caused by a whole host of pressures, from the rising demand for land to the corrosive effects of all kinds of pollution,” he said.

Now, I’m not against being good stewards of the earth’s resources, but I think Charlie’s taking the WWF extinction a BIT too personally. We don’t worship Nature, dear.

In Charles’ defense, he does — on occasion — say something sane. Like his statement that teenagers should be bombarded with activities to prevent them from forming gangs. Yay, team. I also think young people should work until they’re exhausted. Idle teenagers get into trouble. Make ‘em chop wood and clean litter and scrub subway floors, I say.

Still, Charles is a little too weird. He’s also cheated on his wife and been, in general, a rather strange chap. I have high hopes for William. Hopefully, you do, too.

Respectfully yours,
Mrs. Crabby

P.S. If at any time you need advice in other matters of state, feel free to call or write. Or leave a comment. Thanks.