Brodie chews on the 3 ways to chase the Presidency

Who? Who is this person? Mr. Mc is a “well-funded independent candidate …that is going to at least try to get on 20-30 state presidential ballots,” according to The Washington Post, 8/9/16. “They say,” whoever “They are” Mr. Mc just might qualify for the coming presidential debates…big R money backing Mc.
Well, my golden self says bring it on Mr. Mc. Why not be a spoiler for Mr. T, why not give the fed-up R folks a candidate…even though Mc will sprint in the race as an Independent.  The D lady probably welcomes Mr. Mc… cause every vote for Mc is a vote bye-bye for Mr. T.  Remember Mr. J for the Libertarian Party?  The Green Party???…Do you recall my write-in…the Christmas Par-ty???Let’s look at this process.

There are three ways a person can become president of the USA…1) person gets nominated to represent a political party at a national nominating convention 2) a person runs as an independent, get tons & tons, heaps of signatures to get on the ballot and 3) be a write-in person..lots and loads and reams of paper work with 34 states accepting this process.  So…”let the games begin,”…”Katie don’t bar the door” and “Get on the bus, Gus”…”Be the ball”…Can’t wait to see the ballot on November 8th…might remind you of the confusion you’ve faced when ordering ice cream… so many flavors…and of course, you wanted three scoops, each one being different, in a cup and not a cone…and at that point you just go for chocolate or vanilla…in a cone…#done

 

 

Brodie Yaps Out… A Green Secret?!?!

Yeah…the Green Party had a Green Party Presidential Convention in Houston yesterday…and who knew?!?! I wish I had been up on that…I adore Houston…I bet they even had green balloons…maybe even some gluten-free, free-range egg cake with green icing, and super-cold, iced green tea.  So why did I not know about this?!?!

The plethora of information that swirls and runs full force daily for the D Party and the R Party is mind numbing…my golden brain can’t take but so much…I would have welcomed the press devoting more time to these “third-party” people as they sprint to the White House…not favored but in the hunt.  Now, additionally, I learn about this Mr. J…he’s the presidential nominee for the Libertarian Party and a former governor of New Mexico…where are the stories??…where is the coverage??…what day do they debate?!?…

So, I leave you with homework…retrieve time each day…read about these two parties that challenge the conventional and customary “two-party system.”  You just might end up at a party you never thought you’d attend.

Research Ralph Nader…third parties…nothing new.

 

Brodie Barks About Political Ducks in a Row

We’re nearing three months until Election Day for the President of the United States… November 8th…and what’s going on out there?… Both parties, if you read the newspapers and listen to the pundits…both parties face daily challenges, daily accusations, daily polls…daily mud-slinging…it’s the game…it’s the “who’s got their clear message out there and who’s got “their ducks in a row.”   Now just what does that mean???

The retriever in me knows about ducks, about their unpredictable flying patterns and just how they like to make patterns both in the air and on the ground.  I like ducks.  Our fine feathered friends are survivors…they stick together, they understand a formation & who has the strength to leader…cause a dumb duck becomes a dead duck.

So…getting your political ducks in a row means, get organized and understand what’s the next step…stay focused…don’t fly off…stay together…be clear on where you’re going and follow your leader…have a clear message…pounce when necessary…exude strength…offer sincere humility…and show undying devotion to our great nation and its safety and… remember what happens to dumb ducks.

Duck quote:  When under pressure, it is wise to behave like a duck. Keep calm and unruffled on the surface, but paddle like heck underneath. Anonymous

 

 

Brodie grabs the back story…what is socialism?

I’m mouthing and offering you some information regarding “what is socialism?” Yeah, I get confused with this…seems that others do as well.  So I did some research…
Webster’s defines socialism..”a way of organizing a society in which major industries are owned and controlled by the government rather than by individual people and companies.” Synonyms for a socialist government, according to Thesaurus.com are: collectivism, communism, Leninism, Marxism, with more options.  Antonyms for a socialist government are: capitalism and capitalist economy.  No bells and whistles, just definitions.

Now… I have been spending a great deal of my formative golden years becoming socialized.  It always sounds good to me and most of the time being socialized works…when all dogs get along…when all dogs get equal treatment…it works… but other times I feel pounced on…I feel I’m putting forth a greater effort…I feel intimated & don’t feel included… So, then I go back to my basic training to understand the fundamentals…Humans have a similar situation??? …in that socialism gives power to the government…and most of the time that can works?!?!?…

Seems that some humans and politicians (can be one in the same) don’t understand the definition of socialism, and until that epiphany arrives, expect divided playtimes…divided parties…confusion…

And…I’ll gladly provide you with my golden copy of Webster’s.

 

 

 

Brodie leaks insights into “Digging a Hole”

Digging a hole has always given me extreme pleasure.  While I can’t speak for other breeds, I can offer that retrievers are excellent hole diggers. We dig holes sporadically.  I have yet to wake up in the morning and declare that I would dig a hole that day…it just happens… whenever…with little thought…without thinking of the associated consequences.  We dogs dig shallow holes, deep holes…we sling dirt and mud and don’t care where it flies.  We dig with our paws and for the pure joy of it all.  This present political race to the White House presents some hole digging insights.

Think about how you’ve seen these folks running for the Office of the President… you’ve seen both sides dig a hole so quickly and so deeply that they become trapped.  So there is a difference between dog holes and people holes.  Dogs digging a hole is simply a sublime moment of pleasure…for politicians its disaster…Dogs dig joyfully with their paws and public servants move the earth with their wagging tongues…Dogs never clean up or close their holes and if lucky the hole…the work of dog art goes unnoticed. Political folks have to fill in the hole, back track, side step, deny, re-state, deny, pivot, us words that are opposite of what brought them into the hole in the first place.  Adding clarity, the lady’s holes are usually drilled carefully with cherry picking skills interjected…the Mr. T’s shallow holes resemble a wide ditch…whatever the description…both sides seem to have a penchant for digging holes that won’t fill back up and disappear.

Bottom line:  Dogs deserve to dig a nice hole now and then…folks running for the presidency of the USA…not recommended…

 

 

 

 

Brodie out front with the next three months

Political conventions ended…elephants & donkeys continued their bureaucratic journeys…spreading & speaking their political stuff as the media declares the next 99 days a “rocky road”; a blood-bath” and “incredibly nasty”.  Sound like something you want to follow?

My golden take says that these are unusual political times.  These are difficult times for many.  We have two parties, maybe a third (Mr. J. could be declared president of Utah as it stands now?!?!)…who will take every opportunity to say things that could harm or hurt each other, perhaps themselves.  There will be flying accusations, founded and unfounded.  Candidates pivoting techniques will leave questions or remarks unanswered…leading to further frustration for the public.  So, I dug up some quotes for you to ponder:

“Knowledge will forever govern ignorance; and a people who mean to be their own governors must arm themselves with the power which knowledge gives.” James Madison

“When you think everything is someone else’s fault, you will suffer a lot.  When you realize that everything springs only from yourself, you will learn both peace and joy.”  Dalai Lama

“We all do better when we work together. Our differences do matter, but our common humanity matters more.” ― Bill Clinton

“What counts is not necessarily the size of the dog in the fight- it’s the size of the fight in the dog.” ― Dwight D. Eisenhower

“When they go low or high, you go golden.”  Golden Brodie… who retrieved what the present first lady said and made it golden.”

Go golden…

Golden Brodie Declares…He’s a Dependent

The DNC rolls on in the Home of the Liberty Bell, home of the nations first daily newspaper and the city that serves up Philly Icon foods like hand-made donuts served with fried chicken; Franklin Fountain Root Beer Floats on Market Street and a Hoagie on every corner… and will shortly reach its convention finale.

So, I declared.  I got off my dog belly, sat up…with no barking, no yelping, no jumping and said with a most polite tone that I am not tied to any particular political party…and my golden retriever self…is a “Dependent.”  Why share this?

When I heard the well-known New Yorker, Mr. B. (with an impressive political and business resume) declare that he was an Independent…I got my paws moving.  I read that he was on the R team, then the D team, then he supported the Lady for her race to the White House and just recently in his speech to the Democratic Convention he declared he is an Independent..confusing but honestly if that works for him…then I say fine.

I’m a “Dependent” and always have been due to my circumstances.  As a dog, and a healthy dog at that, I know that I require support.  I rely on my people, the kindness of others, the decisions of others.  If I could not rely on my owners, I would be in such trouble.  I would be leash-less and break all of the social rules, designed by humans for dogs.  I would go hungry and loose my golden disposition…who could blame me??  I would not have a vet…no immunization…no heart worm protection..no personal trainer to educate me and help me become a working therapy dog.  I would not have a home and I probably would become afraid of the night and lose my curiosity due to fear.  So…I have no power, no sway, no political acumen…no vote to cast.

I gotta go because it’s about time for my kibble to hit my dog dish. In closing, hoping you realize the importance of knowing what you need and what you support…who you are and what you represent…you’ll benefit from getting clear on this before you vote on Tuesday, November 8, 2016.

Golden Brodie comforts the D’s through Roll Call in the Q

I’ll give you my take on this…from the perspective, remember this, of a golden retriever.

There I was running around on the floor of the D National Convention as delegates gathered for their official Roll Call for their Presidential Candidate. The Sand Man, the Bern, the man of the hour, sat in a seat within the Vermont delegation along with his lovely smiling wife…when will the booing stop?…booing meant for the Lady.  The Q was rocking with D national pride, while being a little on the edge.  Yeah, the edge.  The obvious and voiced disappointment, thoughts of acclamation, the waving up and down of blue Bern signs while votes were loudly cast for the Lady…yet… it was not confusing.  DO THE MOST GOOD were the signs that in many cases replaced signs for both candidates… serious tension in the hall…when would they come together for her?…

I felt I had to go into action.  You might know that I am in training for becoming a therapy dog…and therapy was in order here.  I began leaning on folks in Oklahoma.  They had a huge blue banner for the Sand Man.  They needed some comfort.  They let me lean on them.  Then I went to PA, they had no signs, they wanted me to stand with them…Rhode Island, the smallest state in the Union…they welcomed me & stroked my golden head…my four legs kept moving toward the next state to cast their votes..(good that I know the alphabet). ….by South Dakota the D Lady was the First Woman to lead a party into a presidential election…2,382…head the ticket…history was made…the folks on the floor did not know this…the numbers were not flashed to the delegates..SO where’s the close???….S…T…U…V????   Utah, the Beehive State was rocking with Bern signs…V… now I am in the Vermont territory and they pass..that’s the close!!!..so I stick with The Green Mountain State and lean on these folks..and they stroke me…I see little tears in the sides of their eyes…the Sand Man & his lovely wife…now move to a special spot…an emotional spot…and I noticed a chit bag on the floor by his side??? Wyoming the last, and then…26 votes for Vermont…fighters of the political revolution…changing the trajectory of the government…beloved Sand Man…The Bern stood up and rocked the room…He moved to suspend the rules…gave all the votes to the Lady and unity at last…unity at last…but don’t you know that bag of chits somehow ended up in his back pocket…as he walked through the cheering crowd.

Congratulations to the Lady who won the nomination. History was made…and this election will live on in honor for all.

Source: Google
What does it mean to call in a chit?
Call in one’s chits. Chit refers to a favour or record of a sum due on someone. It may refer to some offer or oath made in earnest earlier. So when someone is calling in their chits then they are asking the other person for the repayment of the dues or fulfilment of the oath taken. Usage.

 

Golden Brodie Releases his App…End Troubling E-Mails

Have you ever wished you had not sent a certain e-mail to a certain person…in business, leisure, a family member, a lover, a done lover, a doctor or lawyer or even worst, to the media or a group of politicians?  Do you forget when communicating through e-mails that the world is there…out there with folks that would just love to get your message and do who knows what with it.  Y’all said yes…be honest…

It’s time you get this app, designed and developed by Brodie, the retriever that knows how to save you from yourself…from the moment when you hit return and can’t get it back… from the moment when a WikiWackie reaches in and runs with your stuff.

Brodie used his natural retriever instinct to develop this free app that will alleviate flying e-mails from your finger tips.  Easy and fast to download, once done, you’ll be in a safer place so others cannot call for your head, call for your resignation, call you names or boo you.

This app reacts to your every e-mail, especially if you participate with a server that caters in any way to the D Party or the R Party…but don’t worry Brodie has covered all parties and independents.

Simply enter your e-mail and when completed, hit enter just like you always do…the app will then go into action, retrieve your message, hold your message and wait for your responses to the questions that will follow to you within 5 minutes. (The cooling down period/rethink this time).  The message reads:  “Are you sure you want to do this”?  Answer the prompt: Yes or No.  Next prompt will show Brodie himself bringing a rolled up message to you in his soft golden mouth.

Follow the prompts: Did you realize that this app does not keep your message out of the hands of meddling people?  Yes or No.  Would you like your mother to read this, the DNC, the RNC, the FBI, another head of a country, the whoever you can think of that should not have access to this?  Yes or No  Are you out of your mind?  Yes or No.  Depending on your responses, Brodie will either take the e-mail, dig a hole and keep the e-mail for 24 hours…then repeating the process or he’ll quickly release the document based on your, hopefully truthful answers.  Delete is always an option.

Be among the first to allow Brodie to save you from yourself.  Think of this as a life-changing free offer and let Brodie save your a..

 

Golden Brodie Dogs it to Philadelphia for Ice Cream

Well, welcome one and all to the great city of Philadelphia, PA…to the home of the Hoagie, the Pork and the Philly Cheese Steak sandwiches…you name it sandwiches!…  These folks in the City of Brotherly Love, the 5th largest populous city in the USA is packed with D Party members, voters sitting on the fence, Super-delegates (some possibly in disguises), and the Bern people who came with support for the lady and some of the Bern people who are prepared to be an irritant to the Lady and to her newly announced running mate, Mr. K.  Those two folks are definitely going to have sand in their pants and perhaps all of the sandwich eaters gathered in the Wells Fargo Center will catch this…and sandy pants my friends is not only uncomfortable, but if sand is left tooooo long, an ugly rash could surely appear raising its ugly head…band-aids please.  But what does that have to do with ice cream?

There were whispers and little rumblings that Ben Cohen, yes the Ben of Ben & Jerry’s…yes the Vermont ice cream guy is attending the D convention.  That my friends is why I dogged it to “The Keystone State”.

See… B&J in the past have created a special designer ice cream for people that they admire and/or wanted to celebrate.  There was the “Cherry Garcia” created for Jerry Garcia”; “Whirled Peace” created for John Lennon; and “Yes, Pecan,”to celebrate the inaugural of the 44th President of the United States.

So, I’m on a mission to find Ben and lick his ears and give him the golden retriever lean and persuade him to make an ice cream that honors all dogs.

There is not one person who has mentioned dogs in these political speeches…and I have been listening. So, my hope is that Ben will decide to make “Peach Paws Swirl”.  Luscious, and made to honor all dogs in this world…all dogs that have no vote…all dogs that rely on humans…all dogs that suffer needlessly…and all dogs that have great lives and lastly all dogs that jumped the Rainbow Bridge.  If Ben decides to take up my golden idea…then next comes “Purrrfect”, vanilla, with tiny bits of chocolate shaped like fish.  I adore cats.  Where are you Ben?