Phew..wife of blue collar "dumbass" here, looking for a laugh to calm

me down. Just stepped out of GD for a breather.

Side note: he's one of the smartest men I've ever met...just being sarcastic.:grr: :grr: :grr: :wow: :grr: :grr: :grr: :nuke:

about in there tonight??

what amounts to in the post...the stupid blue collar, white, cheap labor union male. Of which my very intelligent husband happens to be one. Now I need a drink....or 5.

:7

;)

these are people who should vote dem.

of intelligent, blue collar, white, proud union males UNITE!!!

My husband is a Teamster.:-)

My great grandfathers were miners and pretty sure in the union.

to be able to pass it along to you, John. The miners fought some horrific battles for their rights; we can't let the dark side take them away! Go Union!:thumbsup:

Unions are the best we can not yes.

It's a scary world out there when one is stereotyped by their own kind. I'm with you!!!

:-)

a husband in management .. One of the blue collars makes a lot more money than Dad does :(..He's union..Dad's not :(

It's not what color your collar is, it's about doing work you like and making a decent living.. Not everyone can or should do the same thing..

My son made a door that is at Hearst Castle.. He's very proud of that..

that's better.:toast:

I hope you like it, Mrs. Grumpy, and that it will make you happy.

THE LEGEND OF THE RAINBOW WARRIORS

From:
http://www.chiron-communications.com/communique%207-9.html

The rainbow story is told many ways and in many different places around the world, including on Turtle Island (North America).

It has been glimpsed in vision and told for hundreds of years, from dozens of perspectives. Among the many ancient versions are the visions and stories of Padmasambhava of Tibet, Eyes of Fire of the Cree, Black Elk and Crazy Horse of the Lakota, Quetzalcoatl of the Toltec, Plenty Coups of the Crow, Ku’Kulkan of the Maya, Monteczuma of the Aztec, the Peacemaker of the Haudenusaunee (Iroquois), and Weetucks of the Wampanoag. Though they lived at different times and in different places, they shared a sense of what might come.

In brief, in amalgamated form, here is the legend of the rainbow warriors as described by visionaries in times past:

Light-skinned people will come out of the eastern sea in great canoes powered by huge white wings, like giant birds. The people who get off these boats will also be like birds, but they will have two different kinds of feet. One of their feet will be like that of a dove, the other like that of an eagle. The foot of the dove will represent a beautiful, new religion of love and kindness, and the foot of the eagle will represent strength, technology, and power. The sharp foot of the eagle will dominate, for though they will talk much of the new religion, not all of the light-skinned people will live by it. Instead they will claw at the Red Nations with their eagle feet, exploiting and enslaving them.

After offering mixed resistance to this clawing, the Indians would seemingly lose their spirit and be herded into small, barren enclaves. This would be the way of their world for many years: poverty, suffering, disrespect. Then in time the world would become sick. Because of unrelenting greed, the Earth would be filled with deadly liquids and metals, the air would be rendered foul with smoke and ash, and even the rains — which are intended to cleanse the Earth — would plummet in toxic drops. Fish would turn belly up in the waters. Forests would begin to wither. A hole would open up in the sky. Wars would circle the globe. There would be mounting chaos — koyanisquatsi — in the world.

Then as conditions worsened Light would come from the East. Native peoples would begin to find their strength and their wisdom. So would many of their brothers and sisters of the other nations — Yellow, White and Black — who would feel strongly the calling of Spirit. They would understand the basic fact that the Earth gives us the water, food, clothing, shelter and beauty necessary for the circle of life. These awakened souls would find each other, and together they would teach all the people of the world to have respect for the Earth, of whose very stuff human bodies are made.

Under the symbol of the rainbow all the races and religions would band together to spread the great wisdom of living in harmony with each other and with all the creations of the world — and thereby restore the Sacred Hoop. Those who teach this way would be the Warriors of the Rainbow, but they would do no harm. Using peaceful means alone, and by becoming examples of right living, after a great struggle they would bring an end to the destruction and desecration of the Earth.

The warriors of the rainbow would have to live with exalted physical and moral courage. They would understand that the world’s gravest problems have been made by human minds and human activities, and thus can be unmade. They would see that the threat to life comes not from outer space or a remote, satanic figure, but rather from the very decisions and lifestyles people have chosen.

The tasks of the rainbow warriors would be many and daunting. There would be mountains of ignorance to conquer and they would meet prejudice and hatred. They would have to bet be dedicated, unwavering in their strength, and strong of heart. They would find many human beings who would walk with them on the road of healing. Peace and plenty will then reign through a long, joyous Golden Age.

From:
http://www.chiron-communications.com/communique%207-9.html

:)

might even be able to sleep tonight. ;)

:hi:

actually have a higher income than a great deal of the shirtsleeves and tie drones in cubicles. Yet, they still condescend.
Not me (hell, I wish that I HAD learned to weld, rather than going to grad school.

It has taken a lot of work, and some would have trouble believing, education, my husband to succeed in the proto-typing end of machining as well as he has. I consider myself intelligent and well read, but I suck at math and could never do his job.

after reading all of that why would you need a good laugh? :evilgrin:

Is a delivery driver for a produce company. He has advanced degrees in theoretical physics. But carting pallettes of tomatos from one place to another, he doesn't have to make bombs, people are always glad to see him, and he makes a better wage than he did as a scientist.

Life is too short to waste time worrying about what a bunch of folks on a message board who are probably barely out of high school think about the way you earn your living and find fulfillment in life.