It is not just my life that seems to be  running amok. Everyday the news sounds the alarm. The price of a barrel of oil hits another record high, food riots in the third world, food banks unable to feed the low income citizens, supermarket prices are rising faster than incomes.

E-mails are forwarded pointing fingers at various groups, companies and individuals for the the problems plaguing us. Don't buy gas on a certain day, boycott a certain company, conserve and so on and so on. I can feel the frustration of the writer and senders of these e-mails.  However, they all are missing the point! The point is that the world's economies are running out of control. Each problem is not just local to one city, region or country, but worldwide.

We can, and most likely will, go on complaining and pointing our fingers at various culprits real or perceived. But we are not ,as a people, doing anything to cope with or control, let alone fix,  the problems. We can look back at what we have sewn and are now reaping but we need to act together and do something. I am sad to say we cannot seem to be able to do that. We cannot get enough of us together to put forth a concerted effort to fix or repair our life situation. We have raised a bunch of isolationist children in whom we have ingrained a deep sense of me first, not in my backyard and let the government fix it. I don't have time because I am working too hard to keep a house and car that I never really could afford but bought anyway. I can however wring my hands and cry woe is me and the President is to blame. True, the buck does stop on his desk, but he alone didn't create this, the congress and all of us helped.

Woe to all of us! Fuzzy is having trouble dealing with a civilization that has lost all of its common sense. We have now passed a rule that all the school buses in New York State can no longer sit with idling engines while they are waiting at a school because it costs too much in fuel. WELL who would have thought? Why does common sense have to be legislated? Are we as a people that self-centered and stupid that we do not even realize when we are being wasteful?

A local power company had a news article printed about them because they put forth the idea that we should, in order to save money, conserve. WELL who would have thought. That required a whole article. Economists appear on news channels telling us to shop store brands and use coupons as well as buy in bulk when possible. WELL who would have thought. My family always shopped in that manner but now it is touted as new idea. Fuzzy never thought he was so far ahead of the curve. It is just to easy to be wasteful.

What does Fuzzy think can be done? Basically with the population and mindset we have now, the hard answer is, nothing. We can do nothing because we cannot work and act together. We listen to the rhetoric spewed forth by the political candidates about how they will fix things, bullshit! No one person can fix this alone.

Tell me you are going to make drastic changes in the way the government does business, that pork barrel add ons will no longer be tolerated that support for the country cannot be bought or bartered, and backroom deals are unacceptable. Tell me that you are going to conserve not only in your personal life but in your public life as well. Mandate, and if necessary legislate, conservation because as a people we are too stupid to realize that conservation IS mandatory if we are to survive ourselves. Tell me you are going to work with and cooperate with the rest of the world and stop pissing them off. Tell me how you are going to foster the technology to bring us back from the brink of economic disaster. Tell me you are going to push for more nuclear power plants and that not in my backyard is unacceptable. Tell me you are going to protect our rights as assured us in our constitution. Tell me about how you are going to foster, or better yet demand, cooperation among our political leaders. If you can tell me these things then perhaps you will get my vote. Then you had better live up to your promises!

Fuzzy believes that in the voting booth this fall should be choice entitled NONE OF THE ABOVE. If this gets the most votes then the political parties should be forced into a do over with no nationwide campaining amongst party maembers for the nomination. This is an unlikely senario so Fuzzy, like all of the rest of us, will then vote for the lesser of two evils. But Fuzzy will vote!

I ask that those of you who read this posting forward it on to others. Perhaps, just perhaps, we might wake up and smell the coffee. Conserve in everything, not just gas, but electricity, heat, cooling and groceries. Get tough people, stand up for yourself and in that way you will be standing up for others. Fight for ourselves! Fight wastefulness in our homes, jobs and neighborhoods. There is no THEY, there is only US. They are not doing this to you, you are doing it to yourself and all of the rest of us are helping. As POGO once said "I have met the enemy and they is us".

 

 

 

 

 

I gave my grandson a tricycle last Christmas and ever since the house has become a road race track. He whizzes around the house grinning and laughing like a mad man. Wait, got to move because here he comes again. Thank goodness I bought a bell for it. A less than agile grandfather could be sporting some crushed toes.

I also purchased a ride- on tractor last summer for his birthday. This is what he takes around the block. He can pedal that tractor so fast that Mom darn near has to run to keep up. The saving thing is that he has regular stops to make along the way to look at flowers and pick one for mom, the corner where he waits to be escorted across the street and the pine tree to look for pine cones. Fuzzy has learned all of these as I follow him on my scooter.

He does puzzles with mom or dad watching, because he no longer needs or wants help. He particularly likes the map puzzles and when he does the one of the United States he can tell you every state name and capital. He has one of Europe and Asia. How many kids can show you where Uzbekistan is let alone pronounce it?

Every night when possible he spends time with dad listening to and playing along on a drum and tambourine to music. Not the kiddie stuff like, "Mary had a little lamb", but the 1812 Overture. He often sings in dah ta dah way some classical piece which is readily recognizable.

He goes to and enjoys Soccertots, art classes, Gymboree and playgrounds. He knows to watch out for the little people and not push or shove, although the three year old mind sometimes snaps. Frustration, at some little one who is taking too long to go down the slide, does take over but is readily handled by mom or dad. He is after all only three. Right now his favorite phrase is,"I don't want to" which on occasion comes out in a screeching voice that can rattle windows two blocks away. He is beginning to understand that just because he says, " I don't want to" it doesn't mean much, because more often than not he is going to. Ahh, the three year old thing again.

I hear the bell ringing, it is getting closer. Whiz, there goes the mad speed demon again and the race has once again resumed.