Showing posts with label liars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label liars. Show all posts

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Drop Dead!

Lance Armstrong makes me puke!

This is a man who presented himself as a medical warrior valiantly rising above incomparable odds to emerge victorious in his sport and to heap glory upon his country.


Instead he was a stinking, rotten cheater.  A common selfish liar.  A greedy fake we should run away from and shun.  An example of what we want our children NOT to be.  He does not deserve any second chance for rejoining competitive cycling.  He had a second chance every time he pulled  up his racing pants and went ahead and cheated anyway.

The arrogance involved in his chicanery just boggles me.  Every single person on his support staff took their little share of the ill gotten winnings and kept quiet.  I wonder if Sheryl Crow knew what was going on and that's the reason she head for the hills.


 Personally I've gotten some of the ass ends of American medical care; but every blood test I've ever had was capable of revealing if I had so much as inhaled in a room full of Twinkies.  With Armstrong's level of care, are we supposed to believe not one single doctor or phlebotomist saw something awry?  And the possibility that one steroid injection or (Holy Hannah!) dose of calve's blood might have jeopardized  Armstrong's cancer regime didn't scare the bejeezus out of any of his doctors?  No thanks.

I don't give a rat's ass about an interview with Oprah.  What I want to see is Armstrong drowning in tears and his own snot on his knees in front of every cyclist who had ever raced against him.  He should be forced to return every single cent of tainted financial winning.  He should beg forgiveness and then bestow the first place awards to the allegedly second place finisher in every competition currently credited as an Armstrong win.  And then the world should turn its collective back.

Usually I am the first  to giggle at the hoopla surrounding competitive sport.  But even I understand that athletics, when done fairly and well, has a level of dignity and maybe even honor that I can appreciate.  Children recognize this even if they don't know what it means. No way does Armstrong deserves to be included in that circle.


What he has taught me, and taught all of us, is the meaning of hubris.  Shame on him.  Shame on him forever,

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Miscalculated Yet Again

My  first error was that I thought today was Library Guy's Day. I am only mildly disappointed.  Nice clean shower, extra time to attempt some simple crochet, very welcome phone conversation with doctor receptionist who actually spoke and understood the same language I was using, and the last of the blackberry jam.

My non-errors included one item that I know one does not have to write an entire blog to enter a comment.   Others are apparently unaware. There is a block provided for comments at the bottom of the post.  Maybe those were big words. 

Another non-error is my being very sure who I write about. The reason bloggers use pseudonyms or AKA's is to be polite or courteous.  Believe me, when I want to highlight a specific idiot I will use names.  Till then you usual folks can  continue to assume every single blog I post  is about you. (Because the essential part of my life is whatever involves you.) Look up "ego."

Final non-error for today, and please read very closely:  Three of my siblings, females, have block or deleted me from their facebomb pages.  I cannot see ANYTHING they write or communicate on their public pages.  Get it?  They can say anything they want about me and I am not able to respond.  I considers this incredibly gutless on their parts because they apparently present themselves as innocent, understanding, kind, sweet hearted humans and I am ...What?  A robot? 

Anyway I don't consider facebomb the appropriate medium.  Any of you three can telephone, email, or (if you can figure it out...) leave a comment on the blog. If you wanted anything other than drama, which I doubt, anyone of you would have the human dignity to contact me by one of these methods.

If you all dislike this content, please stay away.  This is my blog.  Using other siblings  or off spring to jazz up your own agendas isn't fair to them and will NEVER accomplish any REAL communication.  More of the same from you will simply prove that the drama is what you desire.  Too bad for all of us.

Oh I forgot...I don't text.  Don't know how.   And I am extending kudos to one of the sisters for visiting me while I was hospitalized.  Still not sure I understand why, but I'm amazed by her effort.  Trying to be fair.