Brodie’s Political Quiz: What is Aleppo?

Answer this question if you can…background first …today a third-party candidate/Libertarian  candidate…running for the Office of the President of the United States…if you know his name…you get some points for that one…because the press has given little show time to this man/former governor…anyway…when asked…this candidate… on a major televised network…he got the question…there was a moment of silence and then an honest confession of not knowing.  All reporters, stations, the whole reporting world jumped all over this fellow.

So…let’s see if you know: What is Aleppo? Hint…It is not a variety of dog food (I thought that was the answer…OK..OK…my bad.) and it is not a thing, an object or a do-dad or a whatamacallit.  Ticktock, ticktock…  And the answer is: Aleppo is a major Syrian city.  Google it.  Perhaps we could all benefit from understanding Aleppo and its struggles and its global implications.  I’ve learned from this man today who did not know the answer…a man who told the truth…I’m thanking him now …he raised my golden curiosity and as a result I am more informed.

Brodie turns up allergic again..this time to nuts!?

Six days ago I had a reaction to political shenanigans that resulted in very irritating hives.  Done with that…But no…this morning my golden dog body had an allergic reaction to nuts…that’s right nuts…nuts baked into these political cakes we’ve been yelping about.

Totally my fault…totally…I went for the cake…just sitting there…snatched the political cake and who knew…there were nuts…so many different kinds and types of nut-cases in that cake that I needed a Benadryl.  Dogs are especially allergic to nuts and the only type of nut, according to Internet research that dogs can eat are Hazel Nuts. (But… avoid them as they can cause a dog to choke.) The nuts I consumed in that political cake had different proper names…no Hazel in there…but names familiar to you.

Be golden in your thoughts and don’t work the table and don’t “take the cake.”  Don’t expect disclaimers or warnings.

 

Brodie yaps about “baked into the cake”

Short and golden remarks…You hear this often in the written and oral press…”Is it baked in the cake?”…or “It’s bake into the cake.”
According to Urban Dictionary, “baked into the cake” refers to “a situation that is so involved and interwoven which is basically impossible to be fully extricated.” So in other words, there is so much controversy swirling on both sides of this presidential campaign…that both have left a “trail of cakes” so wide and long that Americans could gorge on these political party pastries until the elephants, donkeys and others come to vote…or not.

The key word here is “extricated”…meaning to release or to remove or to extract or to free…think of the issues and you decide what’s in that cake that’s going nowhere.

Brodie breaks out in hives

I had no idea what was happening to me.  There came this itch that I had to scratch…an itch that could not be relieved.  Scratching lead to more scratching…followed by an oatmeal bath…followed by popping a few Benadryl. Nothing brought relief… And then and only then…when I was able to isolate the reason(s) for this sudden on-set of misery…did I finally embrace relief.

So what was the diagnosis?!…Viewing extreme political antics and rhetoric backing up into bleach washed “e-mails that even God cannot view”, resulted in my extreme case of politically enhanced hives, vengeful hives, that my golden self could not overcome…shirk off…deny…Now I know how to avoid these hives.  1) Limit political reading to credible resources (still seeking a reliable pill with limited side effects to take for this.) 2) Conduct my own research. 3) Refrain from political conversations during dinner and socializing times.

In closing, hope you never suffer this like I did… beware… we have a long way to go in this 2016 race to the White House.  Stay healthy…

Golden outlook on Battle or Swing States

Let us get right to it.  I had to do some golden research regarding the meaning of “battle ground”  verses “swing” states or vice a versa in this winding down race for the office of POTUS.  Findings:  Battle or Swing…same, same.  These are purple states (blending red and blue results in purple) that represent the states where no single candidate or party has overwhelming support in securing that state’s electoral college votes.  Presently, Colorado, Florida, Iowa, Michigan, Nevada, New Hampshire, North Carolina, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Virginia and Wisconsin are the purple beauties…

So, I prefer “swing” verses “battle”…who cares?!?..My golden self would favor swinging back and forth, pumping and enjoying the breeze…up until November 8th.  It’s just not in me to “battle”…

Everyone should show up and vote whether you live in a projected red, blue or purple state.

Brodie discusses the flip-flop

I listen to the news on a daily basis, paying particular attention to the presidential candidates… where they campaign…what they say…what their doctors say…what issues are beginning hammered on any given day…what is the mantra, the speak…who has their mojo working.  Lately, the speak dances steadily around “the flip-flop.”  Each candidate owns beaucoup (I’m practicing my french.) flip-flops, yet neither candidate acknowledges having flip-flops.  Well, allow me to tell you about my golden experience on this one.

When I was a young pup, learning my way…training, messing up…messing around…I had experiences with flip-flops.  My birth month is May, so being a golden pup my first summer posed many challenges.  Learning to hydrate… dealing with the summer heat…staying in the shade…keeping my mouth shut in deep water… waiting on and watching my people…avoiding hot car situations and keeping my self-destructive chewing at a minimum.  One of my biggest slip-ups involved the flip-flop.  I had this thing about chewing them up…screwing them up…tearing them up…and then hiding the leavings…very cheesy behavior that I had to over-come…and I’m not proud of this. Flip-flopping got me into big trouble…

So…these “want to be” POTUS candidates hopefully understand about what’s at stake when they make a reversal of their position, …when they volte-face (French practice again)…I’ll offer that it’s politics…it’s called blowing with the wind…going for the vote…working the polls…calling in the chit…  Alas, the flip-flop is here to stay…get over it…and continue listening carefully during these last 70 plus days until election day.

 

Brodie covers… “off-putting” Presidential Candidates

Some folks find Mr. T’s (R candidate) eating habits “a little more than off-putting.”  Examples of what he consumes are McDonald’s, overcooked steaks, bacon and over-well eggs, taco bowls and foods on sticks.  Other says that the Lady’s (D candidate) “sharp lecturing tone” is off-putting… so off-putting that folks who are open to her message…they can even tune out…missing her message due to her penetrating tone.  Let’s examine this.

Mr. T’s food choices are fine with me.  There is not one single food item on his list that I would turn down…and I’d for sure drag all of these dishes out of my kitchen trash can…but then I’m a golden.

The voice of the Lady…well, we should all strive to listen to each other.  Maybe…just perhaps…when becoming passionate about her topic… she can’t help but raise her voice to make a point.  Now…I will also offer that my trainer and my people find me more cooperative and responsive to an even tone that allows me to slow down, relax and listen…but then I’m a golden.

“Off-putting” is a weird combo of words.  The “off” I totally understand…but when teamed up with the “putting”…well…it’s just offensive to my golden sensibilities.

Brodie visits Pinocchio in the political hospital

I found my golden self in the political hospital intensive care visiting poor abused Pinocchio.  He’s been put through the ringer (Google it). His weary nose  continues stretching to record lengths during this race to grab the role of POTUS in 2017.  He really didn’t want to chat… He did reveal that he keeps trying to go into hiding, but alas the media is on him like a duck on a June bug (Google it).  Here’s why…

The Washington Post has a column by Glenn Kessler, journalist…Glenn researches statements, promises made by our candidates…vetting the statements…he uncovers half-truths/stretching the truth/full lies/flip-flopping and the piece de resistance comes when he awards a “Geppetto Checkmark” which represents “the truth and nothing but the truth.” Score is being kept for these infractions/stretches of the truth spouted by the Lady (D Party) and Mr. T (R Party) as they stump their way through rallies, gatherings, town hall meetings, interviews…late night scenes…Seems Mr. T has more Pinocchio’s than the Lady… however, the Post is quick to point out that Mr. T has made more speeches and appearances…and offered loads of impromptu remarks… than the Lady who reads from prepared scripts and has limited her appearances…he keeps getting caught up in his cuffs and she continues to deliver her lines promptly…

In the meantime, poor Pinocchio needs a vacation on an island that offers daily facials.  Put him in your thoughts as we roll toward the presidential debates.  Pinocchio told me he plans to fill his ears with cotton, turn off the TV…shut down his computer, mute his phone and hope that his nose picks up no vibrations…unless…of course…Geppetto Checkmark’s begin filling the airwaves.  Could happen?!

Brodie explains “Extreme Vetting”

Lots of noise out there about Mr. T and his latest quotable sound bite regarding “extreme vetting.”  What he has proposed has happened in the past…according to The Washington Post 8/16/16…”It has happened before: During the Cold War, there was ideological screening under the 1940 Alien Registration Act, designed to prevent the entry of communists, anarchists and others. Immigrants are currently required to know basic civics as part of a citizenship test, and Trump’s extreme vetting would require visa applicants’ affirmative agreement with those principles — though he wasn’t clear whether he would do this with a legislative change (which would be unassailable) or a unilateral executive action.”  So there are few details in this vetting…let me fill in the golden blanks.

Vetting is something that I do on a regular basis. My buddies go through the same.  When I was a growing up pup, I experienced “extreme vetting” until I grew to one year.  Then the older I got the less this happened…but never the less, my vetting now happens at least bi-annually and if I’m lucky that’s it.  Vetting keeps me healthy, keeps me from making other dogs ill and ensures that I continue to live a healthy and happy golden life.  There is a price to pay for this. I must have my shots updated and recorded. Then I can get my tag that says I have had certain tests and I can’t give rabies. I must have a fecal check so as not to spread nasty communicable diseases. Sitting on a scale is required…a gum & teeth check occurs.  I don’t complete any forms or exercise my brain or make any statements about neutering or no-kill shelters or puppy mills…I don’t have to know that the cardinal is my state bird or that the tiger swallowtail butterfly is my state’s insect… I do annually live up to the social norms associated with me…we comply…so I live legally as a licensed domesticated dog within the great Commonwealth of Virginia.  Interesting that each state has its rules and regulations to abide by regarding licensing dogs.  I heart VA.

So… my vetting keeps me and others safe and I’m legal…Can’t comment of Mr. T’s.

Brodie admits his increasing golden incertitude

Today became the “pay for play” topic by newspapers, Twitter, Facebook, CNN, MSNBC, FOX, BBC and the beat goes on..for the D Lady.  Today also became filled with reports of the Secret Service speaking about intentions to incite and encouragement of violence against the D presidential nominee…brought on by Mr. T.  Both sides strongly denied these accusations.  Time for some golden thoughts.

I have many play dates.  My humans arrange these fun times for me.  Some of these romps are impromptu, with neighbor dogs…sometimes I get to go to friends houses with fenced backyards and we dogs just run our guts out.  Other times, my people pay for my play…they arrange with my dog-sitters for me to play with other dogs…maybe dogs that I don’t know…but the humans set-up the romp based on our age, gender, habits and social skills…I have met some great dogs through “pay for play.”  I’m sure lucky that my caring humans have the money and the time to arrange these events.  I get that some dogs have no idea about these perks…they are lucky to get a safe walk and food.  My golden appreciative self wishes all dogs lived with my advantages…but I know that is only a dream in my dog mind.

In closing, I’m a golden who sees through lenses that are typically rosy and happy, so I can not even comment on this Mr. T stuff about encouraging violence…especially if intentional?!!  I can’t compare anything in my life that identifies with hurting others.  I’ll leave it…I know that works for me…when I have to leave it.