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Q.Who are you speaking of when you write the word "He" ?

a.  He is a politically incorrect term, Gender neutral. Meaning Male or Female, can be applied. as was in the ancient proverbs. So do not worry, it does not exclude the ladies. 

Q Who are the liars of which this man or not refers. 

a. Well if the shoe does not fit, then it is not you

Q How do i know?

a. THE LIARS TEST

Coming soon!!!!

Yes teachers, I know your pissed.  I write, but I am not a writer, and I don't claim to be. I will fix the errors as I find them. Check back in a few days. or weeks, or months. it will be fixed. Changes in the structure, arrangements of the words or body may change at any time, Most all is a is a living document. If you don't like it, see previous section.  

I flunked spelling in the 4th grade. I tried hard but I could not figure out why I could not spell.  A teacher, Mrs. Johnson told me that it was because I was just a Stupid Mexican kid.  I was 10, she was old, smart, and a teacher, I believed her and gave up trying.  

One day a coach in the 8th grade told my that in spite of size, I put all of my "heart" into the game and that is why I was able to run circles around the big kids.  Those few words encouraged me forget spelling and to focus in an excel in sports. At a 135 lbs. freshman, Like Forest Gump; I was fast!  I was strong, and I  was good! At football and track. Nicknamed the "Airplane" because I could fly over any defensive or offensive line. 

In Junior Varsity, we played teams that had 30, 40, 50 players, Our tiny freshman football team had 17 players total. (you probably do not believe it so I will look for an old photo I have somewhere) Four players were mostly bench warmers. One of them was nicknamed "vacation". That left us with 13 guys to play all positions. So we had to be tough as none of us could  afford to get hurt. I believe we won district both years running if I am not mistaking.  

II could also fly over the 330 hurdles, and over a 17'  pole vault bar. I graduated HS. Thanks to all great encouragement and support of the coaches that believed in me. And to the English teachers that gave me a little extra credit so that I could grade qualify to play under the varsity Friday Night Lights in my last two years- as our team needed every good player we had. I am especially grateful to my young beautiful 12th grade typing teacher. I was typing 17 words a minute with 16 errors!  And still passed!  She told me that she knew that I would never be a secretary. and so the typing market would never miss me.  I don't remember your name either Mam, but if your still around and you read this, Albert says  thanks.

But as I struggled thru high school, it was the same thru collage. Always A's in content, D's in spelling (most of the time).  A sweet kind comp professor at  UT Pan American Edinburg, I do not remember her name, took me aside and diagnosed me with dyslexia.  Never heard of it!  But after knowing,  I understood how my brain worked, It made all the difference in the world.  So I adjusted the way I looked at words and sentences and  although I was (and still am) way behind the power curve, at least i could do what I love doing, Composing. And I could write without the shame of misspelling too many words, because I knew what to look for and could find the errors (most of the time) beforehand.  

And still at times I cross letters like "adn" instead of and or to go ends up go to and my brain does not see it.  At times I get lazy I do not review my work for days or months.  Sorry about that.  I am motivated to write again, I will try and review more often. I hope Dana Loesch never sees this site, I am sure I would get a good tongue lashing. Her writing reviews i have heard on the show are brutal! 

English majors, I know your pissed as well.  I like to write in Block format.  Sometimes  I capitalize when I think a word needs to be stressed to make the point!  I am 66 years old! One foot in the grave and the other one dangling. I don't care!  See previous post.

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Article from the New York Post:

Don’t be fooled by Bernie Sanders, he's a diehard Communist:

By Paul Sperry, Jan 16, 2015

Not sure yet.  Maybe if I could find a way to instill in the blog, a nice picture of what real democracy used to be. Where any group of people could have a heated discussion over any issue, and then go out and have a nice lunch and a cup of coffee together, while they talk about the kids, the wife, or the game, 

In the last 50 years I have witnessed so many changes in our society, not all good and not all bad, but I have never felt so compelled to write about the dangers that I see threaten our way of life, for our children, for grandchildren, and for their children. Maybe This Man- Or Not, will encourage a few. Hopefully many to look beyond ourselves so that we may try to understand the distrust, the rage, we feel and the reasons, for how we have come to be in the place we are in.
No matter how hard THEY to try to convince you, do not be fooled. There is no ONE single person that can carry the great burden of this blame. The crisis of our division runs so much deeper than any one man or any one woman.  Maybe it is just our human nature. 

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