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		<title>Dusting off the Soapbox</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2011 19:38:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The soapbox used to be used regularly here at Princess Girly Girl.  In fact, in the early days the high heels were upon it so often that they left imprints. But it&#8217;s been awhile.  I had to reach back into the dark recesses of the Princess closet to even find it.  Stuff was stacked upon [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://princessgirlygirl.com/2011/10/dusting-off-soapbox/pgg_soapbox/" rel="attachment wp-att-1085"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-1085" title="PGG_Soapbox" src="http://princessgirlygirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/PGG_Soapbox-290x300.png" alt="" width="290" height="300" /></a>The soapbox used to be used regularly here at Princess Girly Girl.  In fact, in the early days the high heels were upon it so often that they left imprints. But it&#8217;s been awhile.  I had to reach back into the dark recesses of the Princess closet to even find it.  Stuff was stacked upon it and it was covered in cobwebs.  So after brushing it off and pulling it out into the light of day,  it&#8217;s again ready to elevate those high heels as the Princess decides it&#8217;s once again time to get  a few things off her amply endowed chest.</p>
<p><strong>I&#8217;m tired of Republicans.</strong>  Wait&#8230;before you Democrats get all excited at the prospect of bringing a former registered republican over to enlightenment, I&#8217;m tired of Democrats too.  I&#8217;m sick of politicians period.  And do you want to know why?  Because there isn&#8217;t one of them who is wondering how they are going to pay their mortgage next month. Or worrying about making the last three packages of meat in the freezer stretch into 7 meals. Or trying to decide which is more important, getting the car fixed or getting the new contact lenses that they&#8217;ve needed for months.</p>
<p>They have no idea of the struggle that the majority of Americans deal with day in and day out when it comes to the basic necessities like keeping a roof over their heads, the light bill paid and food on the table.  Not one of them is in danger of losing their home because they can&#8217;t pay rent or a mortgage.  Yet they sit up on Capitol Hill and are proud of their ability to filibuster a plan that just may help the struggling masses a bit. Today it&#8217;s the Republicans that are playing the game, but don&#8217;t let the Democrats fool you, they&#8217;d be playing the same game if a Republican president were in office trying to pass a bill like this as well.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s <em><strong>shameful</strong></em> that all of these so-called &#8216;representatives&#8217; of the American people are so out of touch with the real life difficulties of their constituents that they feel ganging up to bully the other side is representation.  I have news for them. It&#8217;s far from it.</p>
<p>Now before all of you &#8220;I bleed Red, White &amp; Blue&#8221; Americans jump on the &#8216; Go get em girl&#8221; bandwagon, I&#8217;m tired of many of you too.  Those of you that are lucky enough to have jobs that pay your bills just fine. Those of you who piss and moan about government spending for those who aren&#8217;t as lucky as you.  That&#8217;s right I said lucky.  Because regardless of what you may believe it is sheer luck that you&#8217;re not the person on the unemployment line today.  You may argue that it&#8217;s because you worked hard to get where you are, that you&#8217;re the master of your own destiny.  It&#8217;s easy to say when you have that job  that pays bills and puts your kids through college.</p>
<p>But guess what?  A majority of those people in the unemployment line were just like you not so long ago.  They might have even been more successful than you. So get over yourself.  You may want to believe that you&#8217;re in control because it helps you sleep at night, but your kidding yourself.  And acting like an ass to boot.  Just because you&#8217;re one of the lucky ones you grumble about the national debt, you grumble about bail outs, grumble, grumble, grumble. Too bad you couldn&#8217;t use all that grumbling energy into prodding those Republican congress people you seem so proud of to come to do something for all of America and not just you. Keep up with those selfish thoughts and attitudes.  Someday the tide might turn for you like it has for so many.  The foreclosure notice may be served, the power shut off, the bills unpaid.  And when you start crying for our government to do something I&#8217;m going to remind you of how pompous you were, patting the back of the Republican congress people when they played their childish game of block the President&#8217;s bill.</p>
<p><strong>We can&#8217;t afford a partisan America.</strong>  If the United States is going to survive and thrive again it&#8217;s going to take everyone working together for one another.  The time for old fashioned politics is over, no more parties (both literally and figuratively) just a unified front doing what we can to get things and people working again.</p>
<p>Before I step down from the soapbox and store it away again, let me add one thing, just on the odd chance that this reaches the ears of someone in Congress.  I&#8217;m not the minority here.  I&#8217;m the majority.  The problem is we tend to be the silent majority because sitting up there in Washington you&#8217;ve made us feel pretty powerless.  Many of us feel that there is no one listening.  <strong>Can you prove us wrong?</strong></p>
<p>(If you read this and agree with what I&#8217;ve said, pass it along. Perhaps with that simple act we can start a chain reaction of change)</p>
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		<title>The Rebel</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 03:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[That would be me. The rebellious one. No, really. I&#8217;ll admit, when I was younger I never would have entertained the thought of making waves or doing something that could possibly a.) Get me in trouble b.) Hurt me c.) Be considered risky. In fact, I was the poster child for compliance and obedience. Oh, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That would be me. The rebellious one. No, really. I&#8217;ll admit, when I was younger I never would have entertained the thought of making waves or doing something that could possibly a.) Get me in trouble  b.) Hurt me c.) Be considered risky.  In fact, I was the poster child for compliance and obedience.  Oh, there was the smoking incident. But that was about as rebellious as I got. I was a &#8216;good&#8217; girl.  And then I was the &#8216;good&#8217; wife. Girl Scout leader, PTA Chairperson, CM Consultant, avid scrapbooker, cooker of homemade goodness. Yup, that was me. But that was in another lifetime.<br />I just came back from a trip down south in which I drove hundreds of miles in one day, spent time with friends, several of whom might be considered &#8216;on the edge&#8217;, and generally made some decisions to do things that might be considered &#8216;bad girl behavior&#8217;.  But that behavior makes me feel more alive than I ever felt playing the part of a modern day Donna Reed.  Just a few short years ago I would have believed the lie that I was unable to make a trip like that. I would have fallen for someone else&#8217;s idea of what was right for me. No more. I&#8217;ve made decisions that I&#8217;m sure no one else understands. They aren&#8217;t always the right ones. I&#8217;m just willing to take the consequences if they end up wrong.<br />I think perhaps my obedience in my past life wasn&#8217;t so much due to the fact that I wanted to be good. It had more to do with a fear of the payment for making my own decisions about what was right or wrong.  Now I&#8217;m not afraid. <br />Now I&#8217;ll pull out the soapbox and make a stand on occasion, without the fear of repercussions. Need an example?  I&#8217;m paying to take evening classes and get my certificate in Health Claims/Medical Coding and Billing.  I&#8217;m an adult who appreciates this opportunity to learn. Yet the staff at my school insists on treating us like high school students. We&#8217;re stopped at the door if we decide to leave class a bit early. We are questioned if we arrive at school early. So I&#8217;ve become quite vocal about how I feel about that.  I believe that as an adult paying for this education, if I choose to leave early or miss class, it is my decision. I am the one ultimately responsible for getting any information I miss and getting my work done.  The last thing I want or need at my age is to be told to &#8216;go back to class&#8217;.  Hell no. The day someone stops me at the door is the day they get an earful. Seriously.<br />Does that make me a rebel?  I suppose it does. And I embrace my inner rebel.<br />
<hr /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">The Return of Silver Linings</p>
<p>5.  An &#8216;A&#8217; on my make up test<br />4.  Future possibilities<br />3.  Patriots on Monday Night Football<br />2. Eucalyptus and Mint body cream<br />1.  Good memories from bad situations<br /></span></p>
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