We The Peons

So Uncle D. is sick and tired of hearing about Egypt and Libya and wherever else our
country is stickin its nose where it don't belong! Personally, I subscribe to a non-
interventionist foreign policy. a Monroe doctrine kinda guy am I....you know what I mean?
I've had it with the abuses to The Constitution from the Executive, Legislative, and
Judicial branches of government; give me a break you guys! Whattayagonnado!
It's no longer 'We the People', It's more like 'We the Peons', and if the spending don't
cease it will be more like 'We the Penniless',capisci mi?
To put in the vernacular, this friggin situation really sucks! Where is the restraint?
Where is the sense of responsible self-governance? Where is the living within our means
mentality,and where in the world is Carmen San Diego? I mean he could be anywhere, right?
Uncle D. defines 'politician' as bloodsucker,with an insatiable desire for power,and
someone who knows not his arse from a hole in the ground. These guys give vampires a good
name, you know what I mean?
At least we only have to worry about the vampires at night!
The pols are after us 24-7!
Ciao,
Uncle Disappointed

More Jeremiah Burroughs

"God manifests Himself as willing to be reconciled in the ways of His dealing with
wretched, sinful men, in sending His grace to allure the hearts of sinners. The Lord
sends His mercy to spread all the beauty and luster thereof before the sons of men,
all the excellency and glory of it before the soul, that it may entice the soul of the
sinner to come in to Him. He does not merely send for and seek him, but endeavors that
He might overcome the hearts of men with love and mercy. This is God's way to cause His
mercy to stand before the soul, and so to spread the beauty and excellency of it, so that
it moves, entices, and allures the hearts of men, so that God, as it were, by cords of
love, might draw the hearts of poor, sinful men to Himself.
If God only scared men to come in to Him---if the Lord came in never such a terrible way
to force us to come in, so that peace might be made up between God and us, it would be
something. But we have cause to bless God that the Lord(besides that way of terror and
wrath, though sometimes He will use that way to stop men in the course of their sins,
and to force them to come in)goes forth and sends His mercy to stand before the soul,
and spread the beauty, excellency, and glory of it before the heart of the sinner so that
it might allure the sinner to come in.
So God speaks to His people in Hosea 2:14. There was a great breach between Israel and
God at the time, and God, to make up the breach(when He would be pacified towards Israel)
expresses it in this manner: "Therefore, behold, I will allure her." And in Hosea 11:4,
mark:("I drew them with the cords of a man, and with cords of love.")
"I dealt with them in a suitable way, because man's nature would rather be drawn than
driven, and cannot so well bear to be driven with violence as to be drawn by love.
Therefore(says God), I will deal with them according to their own nature and in a
suitable way. I draw them with the cords of a man and with bonds of love."
Here are the gracious expressions of God to wretched sinners, to break their hearts
that they may come in and be reconciled to Him. God takes away the terror of His greatness, and comes in loving and sweet ways to draw the hearts of sinners. I appeal
to your consciences, have not you who know what it is to be reconciled to God had the
Lord setting the riches of His grace before your souls? Have not you seen the alluring
attributes of God presented before you to gain your hearts unto Himself?"

Grace and Peace to you all
Uncle Donnie

Minestra Madness

Hey, How you doing?
Uncle D. just finished a little minestra soup, and he is feeling pretty smiley,you
know what I mean? A little sausage, a little onion, a little chicken stock,a little
red pepper flake, a little baby spinach and finish with a few parmesan croutons, and
off you go....I almost forgot the orzo pasta! Hey, Don, youse must be about three sheeps
(Spanish for sheets)to the wind to forget the pasta!
Perdonami,it won't happen again paisan!
I was thinking,that if I had that restaurant(English for Ristorante)I would have a few
Items on the menu from the Godfather. I would definetly have a Clemenza Cannoli, a
Corleone Calzone, and probably a S.O.S(thats shrimp on a shingle) for Carlo, Connies
husband, who ended up s.o.l.(Shrimp outa luck), if you know what I mean?
Did I tell you I made my first loaf of bread the other day? Well, I did. Anybody got
a problem with that? I didn't think so!
Uncle D. loves milk toast. Any problem with that can be taken up at the complaint dept.
I run that dept.

Take It Easy,
D.

Happy St. Pattys Day

I don't know about you, but Uncle D. is sick and tired of hearing about Charlie Sheen.
What a mess of an individual this guy is! Go away Charlie, go away! I wonder if this guy is Irish? Did you hear about the Irish guy who would jump across fifty naked women
at the pub, to get to one pint of his favorite suds?, or was it fifty naked guys jumpin
over one scantily clad Colleen to get a jigger of Bushmill? I don't know, but I think
you get my point. Too all you crazy Irishmen a toast:
Health and long life to you.
Land without rent to you.
A child every year to you.
And if you can't go to heaven,
May you at least die in Ireland.
It must of been an Irishmen who wrote,"Do you think the hokey pokey is what its all
about?"
I'd like to think it was an Irishman who wrote,"God wants spiritual fruit, not religious
nuts."
If I was from Ireland, I'd be writing to you as Uncle Danny, you know what I mean?
Too Ra Loo Ra Loo Ra, Too Ra Loo Ra Ly
Too Ra Loo Ra Loo Ra, Hush Now Don't You Cry!
Over In Kilearney, Many Years Ago,
My Mither Sang A Song Too Me In Tones So Sweet And Low......

Aye!
Uncle D

Five more good movies for ya;
Bugsy
At The Sinatra Club
Billy Bathgate
The King of New York
Prizzis Honor

For guys only

Uncle Donnie has come up with a list of words starting with the letter P which are
most troubling to the average guy. Why the letter P? Who knows why? These are just some unfortunate words, prezactly(combination of precise and exactly) the kinda words
which bring horror to the male species.
First, we gotta start with the word prison. Makes me queazy just to think of it. I
don't care if its maximum security or minimum security, this is not a nice word!
Second, is the word pansy. Not the flower Einstein, but the other pansy, which if
used to describe Uncle D might get me a visit to the first bad word....prison, if
you get my meaning.
Third, would be the word prior, and since we're on the topic of prison, youse can
obviously see why this word is problematic...Hey, Don, any priors on your record?
And we're not talking Richard Pryor either.
This fourth word periwinkle is not so good either. I never know if we're talking
about some wussy color or particular species of mollusks, you know what I mean?
Fifth is the word prostate. I don't have any trouble physically with it, anatomicaly
speaking, but even thinking about it makes it hard to take a leak, whattayagonnado!
Very scary word.
Sixth is the word PRE-MENSTRUAL. Nothing, and I mean nothing can wreck a good card
game or a trip to Vegas or the horse track like the mentioning of that word. Some
of you remember what that was like. Some of you are experiencing it even as I type,
and some of you have that to look forward to someday. I think Ima gonna cry.
This word could easily make the bad word Hall O Fame, capisci.
The last word, although there are few more that time will not allow me to mention,is
maybe the scariest of all. The word is premature..........ouch!
Now, Uncle D does'nt care too much if you are postmature or even ammature. Just not
premature, you know what I'm saying? Could be the worst P word of all time, I mean
things are goin good, just like they should, and then the bane of our existence, the P
word happens, and then all is not so good , right. This came up a coupla weeks ago
at our weekly canasta game, when my partner, the ever efficient, Takashi, he aint no
fugazi Woods tried to get my attention, on account of he thought he was able to play
out. Anyways he did'nt because he couldn't, and I kinda teased him about being premature
in his warnings.Just as soon as the p word came out of my mouth, he turns to Mrs. I'm
gonna be embarrassed about this Woods, and says with this little grin, Yeah, that happens
to me all the time.........all four of us died laughing, till it hurt, till we cried
and howled about this declaration of T's. I love this guy!
I just don't like that word.
With that Uncle D better say goodbye.

Donnie