What do I think?

Priceless moment, Aids, and depression

by Barry Bauer

I take our youngest grandson, Connor, to school on occasion; and whenever I do I always have him give me a hug, tell him I love him, and tell him to have a good day. The other day I did that and looked up to see another little guy watching us. He smiled at me and waved. Maybe I reminded him of his grandpa.

It was one of those priceless moments and I didn’t have my camera with me.

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President Obama announced that we will lift the ban on immigrants with AIDS. He says we can’t discriminate against these people anymore. That announcement begs a lot of questions.

Have we found a cure for AIDS and haven’t announced it yet?

Have we stopped the spread of AIDS?

Will these people be allowed to mingle with the general population? I’m aware that when precautions are used, the danger of close contact with victims of AIDS is greatly reduced.

Who then monitors these people?

Will some of them be allowed to live at the White House?

Will the taxpayers and their grandkids pay for the treatment of immigrants with AIDS who will certainly need it for the rest of their lives?

If so, do we have enough imaginary money to pay for it?

Does that mean all the current citizens of the United States who now have AIDS are receiving treatment?

Will 100% of the immigrants be treated, or will it be 79% or 63%? Shouldn’t we know?

I know these questions aren’t politically correct, but it’s the questions that the common man and woman will ask. The trouble is they’ll fall on deaf ears. The truth about AIDS is that it’s still spreading, and we haven’t contained it.

And finally, has the government handled the Swine Flu epidemic well enough that we can trust them with immigrants with AIDS?

These are no more anti-people with AIDS thoughts than they are anti-people with Swine Flu thoughts. We just simply have to take precautions, and we have to ask questions.

I love it whenever the President stands up and says, “We,” when he really means, “You.”

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We bought a new DVD movie titled, New in Town, with Renee Zellweger and Harry Connick, Jr. Kristy and Ross rented it and said it was a good movie, so I thought we’d try it. Besides, the price had been reduced. I popped it in the machine only to find out the movie started with subtitles. That stuff on the bottom of the screen is annoying if you don’t have a need for it, so we tried to shut it off.

I went through the menu and thought I had done just that, but as soon as I restarted the movie the subtitles were still there. I went through it twice and got the same results both times, so I quit trying on that machine.

I tried it in another machine in the den and went through the same menu and made the same choices, and this time it worked. I put it back into the first machine thinking I would try the same process again to see if I had it right.

Apparently in the other machine I turned the subtitle switch off on the DVD itself, so now it’s off until I turn it on again.

That’ll be the day.

The key to operating electronic devices is persistence. That means, “Never give up that ship!”

Wish I could learn that.

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I’m suffering from post Halloween depression; so much planning went into it. How to carve the pumpkin, what outfit to wear, how should I make up my face, whose party should I go to, do we have enough candy, when should we put the decorations up and take them down again? And that dreaded 364-day wait until next Halloween.

Friends and relatives are saying they can see it in my face.