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Golden Brodie on the Loose…declares allegiance to the Christmas Par-ty

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Ok, ok…yes I was in Starbucks this morning…waiting in the long and silent line… and yes, I did declare my allegiance to the Christmas Par-ty  It was a calculated moment on my part.

I figured that the good people in the Q…desperately in need of being caffeinated and in a uge…hurry …would benefit greatly from being with me at my selected kick-off spot…my declaration.  I played off the scientific findings that when combining a need for a caffeine fix & being in an awful hurry, you have folks that will agree to just about anything…So I announced with a great deal of surprise that the Christmas Par-ty was alive and well and no-one need to sign a pledge to come…together.  The only stipulation was that 1) You show up. 2) You say nice things about the Christmas Par-ty. 3) No complaining about the hospitality that brought you there.

My golden self is really wondering about what I did.  I’m wondering if I will regret this dogged move.  I know that my actions were just a skoch (check the Urban Dictionary) selfish, but in the end, those folks that stood there with me who needed a boost…some motivation..my golden declaration was yet another opportunity for par-ty unity.  So let’s Part-y!

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Golden Brodie with elephants and donkeys

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Mrs. T gave her big moment to the R folks at the Q in Cincinnati, with T and P there and 20,000 plus folks wearing buttons and hats celebrating the R National Convention 2016.  She was welcomed by the big T man walking through the fog to the music of a champion.  The fog lifted and out she came, lovely in white and prepared to deliver a first-lady type speech.  The elephants delighted in the moment.  Their trunks were still and they listened with their big ears. Now today, the day after, the elephants and the donkeys woke up to the word “plagiarism”that in one word summed up Mrs. T’s speech.  Donkeys began hee-hawing & chewed their cud, while the elephants began running into each other and stampeding.

Plagiarism, the old copy and lift, the old cut and paste..bad choice…leave that bone alone…Mrs. C’s server thing…bad choice…leave that bone alone… “Leave It”.  Until both sides made up of these magnificent animals decide to understand this command, we are all headed down the zoo road.

 

 

 

Golden Brodie…Roll call for “The Boy”

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It’s in Cleveland…the GOP is arriving and filling up the “Q”. Some of the folks have come knowing they will change their minds…change their vote when the roll is called..Ha!..what roll call?!!.There will possibly be unbinding that will happen on the floor and I don’t know, but that could be rather unattractive, you know possibly turn some people off…that unbinding thing sounds like something that should only happen behind closed doors…maybe in the sanction of one’s bathroom??…but sounds like there will be  a “floor fight”.  Is that like when leashes get tangled and then it can get ugly…if it is then based on experience, I don’t recommend this…very messy… very dramatic…

Speaking of folks, interesting who’ll show… some “big cheese people”, some “Stop T screamers”,some “steamrollers”, a dame who slams golf balls and a dude in briefs…a whole lot of “T” and just a wee bit of “P”.  And forget the roll call, the “Yeas, have it”..

Let’s get to the important stuff…Cleveland is known for its “City Chicken” and “The Polish Boy”.  Now the City Chicken is really chunks of pork on a skewer with different stuff lathered on it.  The Polish Boy is a kielbasa polish sausage on a bun with a layer of french fries, barbecue sauce and a tangy coleslaw.  Sign me up!  That boy gets my vote!

Golden Brodie listening for a “Song of Sixpence”

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Is today a different day for the R presumptive candidate as speculation swirls around him…as reports snake around the governor’s mansion in the great state of Indiana…wanting the answer…who will be the R running mate..the vice president?… No one will know until the big announcement at 11:00am on Friday, July 15.

Brodie never misses an opportunity to share his polite and political observations.
Brodie never misses an opportunity to share his polite and political observations.

Until then, let me recite for you a traditional, English nursery rhyme published in 1774.  Here goes:

Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds,
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,
The birds began to sing;
Wasn’t that a dainty dish,
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting house,
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlour,
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes,
When down came a blackbird
And pecked off her nose.

So, let’s see if the presumptive nominee gets the pundit birds to sing sweet songs of political harmony, should he choose the one pence.  The one pence who would bring experience and a conservative record…perhaps unification…Let’s see then…

There was such a commotion,
that little Jenny wren
Flew down into the garden,
and put it back again.

My golden self adores this nursery rhyme.  SheShe sings it to me on occasion.  Maybe, just maybe she’ll sing this tomorrow.

Soft, buttery colored golden retriever

Golden Brodie questions a Political Flying Machine and Dressing?

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The research speaks for itself regarding the intelligence of dogs… the vocabulary of a dog…no wonder I try so hard…a golden dog trying to understand politics.

According to learned psychologists and experts on dog intelligence, the average trained dog understands 160-165 words.  Super smart dogs have a vocabulary upward to 250 words…like that of a 2 1/2-year-old child.  So give me a break when I tell you that I remain confused with the political conversations and shared rhetoric on both sides as they race to the White House.   And by the way, my golden self is not ranked among the super smart and I am OK with that.

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A political pundit describing a recent speech given by the democratic candidate…”she threw the refrigerator at him”.

So, after the Bern Man and the Lady finally came together and announced their “togetherness”, she “threw the refrigerator”at the opposing sides presumptive candidate in her speech that sealed the deal between her and Sandy as they stood on the dias together.  I know this is a strong woman and hopefully we respect this about her… but it’s impossible, is it not, that she threw a kitchen appliance at anyone…?!?  In response… to her flying apparatus, the R guy did not even duck… He’s spending most of his time nailing down his vice presidential running mate…it’s said that…”He’s searching for the running mate who will help him to “change the dressing”.  So, here they both are now in the kitchen.  She’s supposedly throwing everything she can get her hands on at this one…while he, supposedly, is looking for his number two guy who’ll represent change, a change-over from the usual oil & vinegar slick to what?…thousand island perhaps??…he’s definitely not thinking green goddess for sure…and whatever his change over dressing is…it will be served on the side.

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Brodie spins a political satire.

I do believe that I used up my entire word bank on this one.

 

 

Brodie here. My Golden Political Commentary 14

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Here we go again, but this time I really am more in control of understanding the political games and lingo used between our R and D sides…I think.

Let me start with the vetting of the possible candidates for the office of the Vice President of the United States.  My dog sensibilities understand the importance of going to the vet on a regular basis, so both parties score high from me on this.  But this vetting process or selection process seems different from my vet visits.  Aside from checking all vitals of these folks there are strategies, political strategies utilized on both the D and the R sides.  Seems each seeks either strengthening their hand through their respective candidate or doubling down with their candidate.

Now strengthening their hand, I deal with that everyday.  I’m learning the skill sets of a therapy dog, so I know who is in charge and it’s not me.  It’s SheShe.  I follow her lead.  She has trained me.  She strengthens my resolve, she asks me to do my job and she expects me to be successful and give what is needed.  Both parties are looking for a VP that will do just that, know that they are not in charge, know who is in charge, but all the while demonstrating success, projecting the right attitude and giving unending support toward the happy picture.  See, I can understand this stuff.

Now we are left with doubling down.  Well, this to me is the crazy because I get straight commands from SheShe.  She has yet to ask me to go down, after I am already down.  Just doesn’t happen.  But evidently in this race to the POTUS, both parties are looking at these channels, while selecting their VP. I tell you… I had to go to the Urban Dictionary for a clear understanding.  It’s pundit speak, OK?!?

Brodie never misses an opportunity to share his polite and political observations.
Brodie never misses an opportunity to share his polite and political observations.

According to the Urban Dictionary, doubling down can have a hyphen or not and remain correct.  The meaning, as it applies to politics, is “engaging in risky business”. When doubling down while playing blackjack, a person doubles the bet on the table.  The clincher is that this betting person receives only one more additional card.  That’s it.   See, this is the old card playing scenario, yet again.  Now that you have this wealth of golden, researched information, one sees that doubling down, is risky.  Let’s see if either party decides to make that super, bold choice, one that perhaps will blow the minds of their voters, confuse, yet in some way delight the voters.

The most interesting aspects of this strengthening verses doubling down is that no names are necessary in my explanation.  If it looks like a pig with lip-stick, it’s a pig-with lipstick.  And by the way, there is nothing politically wrong with that.  A pig has choices.

 

 

Brodie here. Golden Commentary and Contemplation 12

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So yeah, where were we.  Last we were together, political confusion was swirling. My golden mind still needs clarity.  I’m lost in a golden sea regarding the political scenes that keep rolling through the news feeds, newspapers, social media and the air in general.  The words, yes the lingo is perplexing.

Presidential hopefuls or aspiring presidential hopefuls are often referred to as blithering or dithering.  Confusing.  Blithering, I get this one…that’s someone that babbles…and what is babble…well, I think I babble when I really want something like bacon and I don’t get it…so I babble..you know…make noise..hoping for a positive outcome.  Then dithering…well that’s a wee more complicated.  See, to a dog a dithering person is someone (a well-meaning individual, of course) who says one thing with words…like “Sit”, when what they really want is a “down”… and my friends there is a difference.   “Dithering politicians”, just need more training…they need to get out of their own way.

These are confusing times, these are the best of times.

 

 

Brodie Here. Golden Commentary and Contemplation 11

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Stumped by presumptive and oligarchy

So much has happened and my level of confusion has risen to the top of the golden charts.  Help me out.

That word “presumptive” keeps flying around.  She’s the presumptive candidate for the D Party, but the Bern guy continues to stoke the flames.  Then on the other side, the presumptive candidate can’t have a party, throw a party, make a party…so he’s not invited?…He said he’d go it alone.  What?

And another thing…that word “oligarchy”… the fire burning guy brings that up a lot.  And why?  I thought “oligarchy” was one of those luxury designers fashion brands. ..you know worn only by the rich and famous…red carpet garb.  If I’m right, then I guess the Bern wants everyone to have the same clothing opportunities…you know dress for success, dress up, dress like you mean it?  Seems my golden bewilderment is unending.

 

 

Brodie here. A Golden Commentary and Contemplation 10

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This is a day for remembering.   A woman is now the democratic presumptive nominee to run for office of the 45th President of the United States.  This is not confusing.  The history books will find this so recorded.  The memory of this will be forever remembered and discussed.  Ask yourself “What will history record?”

My golden outlook tells me we should forget the associated edgy stuff that has been swirling around regarding the presidential candidates. History will not remember the tittle-tattle or speculation or even care.  So for the moment, “Just Drop it.” I get that this is not easily accomplished for many. I’ll share that I have worked hard learning how to do that command.  See, because I am a retriever, dropping something is just asking too much of me at times.  However, because of my gifted trainer and loving owners, I have learned to listen and not ask questions….usually.  Yes, I can identify that some folks want to hold onto the junk….and miss the moment.  Do yourself a favor, be trainable.  Open up your mind and know that history will so record this event as a monumental step for all humans…”Good Job!”

Brodie here. A Golden Commentary and Contemplation 9

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Brodie the Golden RetrieverThe presumptive candidate…the tentative candidate…the speculative candidate…The superdelegates have spoken for the “D” party.  What happened to letting the votes from the people decide?  The Bern voters in California just might decide to stay home from their primary given the timing of this “super” situation. Oh my…What is happening?  Let’s be fair.

I’m thinking that these superdelegates have been given out of control super action figure powers.  They need to go. Consider a golden alternative for “super”….Each presidential candidate identifies with a certain coffee brand.  During each primary in each state…with the purchase of said coffee…a point is collected.  For folks that do not drink coffee, walk-ins will be taken for said coffee…with no purchase necessary to cast a point.  Drink often, point often. …Finally, on the floor of each respective political convention, the coffee brand that received the most points gets to serve up the “Super Java” to all of the delegates.  …the coffee of the people…coffee casting…serving up the joe… (definition of joe:  an ordinary man.)  Now that’s a super hot alternative to these super influential politicians…maybe I’ll go into the coffee business…