Conservative principles?
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Hardly. Romney turned into a sour grapes jackass. He had his shot and failed, his criticism of Trump has always been hollow whining. Only rubes would think otherwise.
I hate to tell you this, Mr. Berg, but my late husband was a Republican, brought up in a main stream protestant church, and there was never a more honest, kindly, charitable man who never met a stranger, never lost nor betrayed a friend, and served in benign ways in the community, never missed a day's work until he retired, supported the church as a giving community. He loved his fellow man and lived with brotherhood with people from every walk, was interested in supporting orphaned children and shared what he had with people in need with no thought of payback. He was proud of his party, but was very upset with President Nixon when he flat out quit. Other than that, his friends were from all parties--Independent, Democrats, and Republicans, and he never did anything except make people laugh, as he was gifted with a sense of humor that made people he worked with enjoy their jobs.
Mitt is less popular than that back-stabbing ***** from Wyoming, Liz Cheney.
He sounds like my wife.
Senator Romney (who you once supported and voted for) doesn’t like the veer into crazy-land you guys have taken and is speaking out about it.
Mitt Romney will not seek re-election to Senate in 2024, releases scathing criticism of GOP and Trump | Blaze Media
Republican Sen. Mitt Romney of Utah announced that he will not seek re-election in 2024, and he released a scathing criticism of many Republicans in the party as well as former President Donald Trump. Romney made the announcement via a video on his social media Wednesday. "The next...www.theblaze.com
It begs the question, if you are more vocal and critical of the GOP than the DNC, why were you a Republican all those years?
Biden is a superior President, father, man and person than your blob. Romney is uncharacteristically right about that.
Thats the best response you have? Correct a mis-statement on my part but not address the crux of my post?
I have nothing against moderates but if you are afflicted with TDS that is a problem.Mitt Romney will not seek re-election to Senate in 2024, releases scathing criticism of GOP and Trump | Blaze Media
Republican Sen. Mitt Romney of Utah announced that he will not seek re-election in 2024, and he released a scathing criticism of many Republicans in the party as well as former President Donald Trump. Romney made the announcement via a video on his social media Wednesday. "The next...
It begs the question, if you are more vocal and critical of the GOP than the DNC, why were you a Republican all those years?
This man honestly thinks Biden is a better President than Trump was.
Gracious, my husband passed from dementia, mudwhistle 7 years ago. I wish someone had told me what I didn't know about the disease. I went into it blindly, never knowing what I know now. I wish I had reminded him more of how much people admired him, with me at the top of the list. So my coulda, shoulda, woulda years made me realize that would have made his misery (even if only slightly) better. I kept thinking a miracle cure for dementia patients was right around the corner, so I just went on as usual, and I just wonder if I had tried to put myself in his place, his final days would have been what he deserved--happier. He died in his sleep in his favorite chair, and I was next to him, because I knew he didn't have a lot of time left, but the show kinda put me to sleep for maybe an hour? And when I woke up, I asked him did he enjoy the movie we were watching, but he didn't say anything. So I put my hand on his shoulder to ask him again, but noticed he was cold, so I went to get him a blanket. When I got back, I tried to put the blanket over him, when I noticed something was really wrong. He didn't respond. And it hit me, his time was up, and I thought he would have several more weeks, but that wasn't to be. And yes, I used almost the same description of him being a shell of his former self on his last three or four months. The rest is a blitz, except when the coroner arrived, so did the police. She was okay, but the police started asking me questions that made me feel like I was a suspect in a murder, and I got a little defensive. Fortunately, the Coroner told them that was enough, because she saw my pain. She comforted me when she said in our area, the police were always called when the only residents are the victim and his or her spouse, and they were required to ask probing questions. I had no idea, but the rest was preparing for the funeral at church, and following his wishes to be cremated with his ashes placed in the church garden, as was the custom here. I hope that if you remind her even once of how wonderful her life affected yours, then she might be able to bear the cross she is bearing now with a little more comfort. I didn't know what to say to such a wonderful man, and I assumed he knew how much I loved and respected everything about it. That's all I remember about it, except I had to put his chair when I would cry every time I looked at it. So, I put it in the sun room adjacent to the tv den, and tried to get on with my life. I have a feeling you might have already said to her how wonderful she is, and if you have or do remind her of the joy she brought you, you will have a lot more peace than I did for a couple of years afterward. And remember, the coulda woulda shoulda is very common when you lose such a wonderful spouse and partner. My prayers are up for what you are going through with right now.
I still hope they figure out how to heal people who get dementia back to normal. I'm reading up a lot lately on how to delay mental faculties for people who are up in years and want to be alert to the age of 120 years, which is the new life expectancy for people in this century, according to the human health classes I took in the early 1980s. One of my professors emphasized our class would have people living up to the age of 120, and that stayed with me for some reason. She's so lucky she has you, Mr. Mudwhistle.
I had to quit my job working for the Dept of the Army to take care of her.Gracious, my husband passed from dementia, mudwhistle 7 years ago. I wish someone had told me what I didn't know about the disease. I went into it blindly, never knowing what I know now. I wish I had reminded him more of how much people admired him, with me at the top of the list. So my coulda, shoulda, woulda years made me realize that would have made his misery (even if only slightly) better. I kept thinking a miracle cure for dementia patients was right around the corner, so I just went on as usual, and I just wonder if I had tried to put myself in his place, his final days would have been what he deserved--happier. He died in his sleep in his favorite chair, and I was next to him, because I knew he didn't have a lot of time left, but the show kinda put me to sleep for maybe an hour? And when I woke up, I asked him did he enjoy the movie we were watching, but he didn't say anything. So I put my hand on his shoulder to ask him again, but noticed he was cold, so I went to get him a blanket. When I got back, I tried to put the blanket over him, when I noticed something was really wrong. He didn't respond. And it hit me, his time was up, and I thought he would have several more weeks, but that wasn't to be. And yes, I used almost the same description of him being a shell of his former self on his last three or four months. The rest is a blitz, except when the coroner arrived, so did the police. She was okay, but the police started asking me questions that made me feel like I was a suspect in a murder, and I got a little defensive. Fortunately, the Coroner told them that was enough, because she saw my pain. She comforted me when she said in our area, the police were always called when the only residents are the victim and his or her spouse, and they were required to ask probing questions. I had no idea, but the rest was preparing for the funeral at church, and following his wishes to be cremated with his ashes placed in the church garden, as was the custom here. I hope that if you remind her even once of how wonderful her life affected yours, then she might be able to bear the cross she is bearing now with a little more comfort. I didn't know what to say to such a wonderful man, and I assumed he knew how much I loved and respected everything about it. That's all I remember about it, except I had to put his chair when I would cry every time I looked at it. So, I put it in the sun room adjacent to the tv den, and tried to get on with my life. I have a feeling you might have already said to her how wonderful she is, and if you have or do remind her of the joy she brought you, you will have a lot more peace than I did for a couple of years afterward. And remember, the coulda woulda shoulda is very common when you lose such a wonderful spouse and partner. My prayers are up for what you are going through with right now.
That's far and away harder than what I had to deal with, Mudwhistle. My man lost a different faculty on a once or twice a week basis. I saw the best man who ever lived lose a little bit of his life evenly spaced until his last two days when falling became the clarion call. I had to deal with it, because his kind of dementia was from a different source--he was beaten up by a gang of bullies in high school. He had polio when he was a kid, and one of his arms was slightly disfigured. I guess the bullies figured he couldn't fight them back, because he was hospitalized briefly for a head injury, and his younger brother and friends saw to it they'd never do that again back when it happened in the 50s. When his brother told me that, he omitted what they did to get such a result, and I didn't ask.
Douche With a PoochMitt....is full of shit.
That's not the only reason, but it is definitely a good reason.
