Benjamin Jeremy "Ben" Stein

Benjamin Jeremy "Ben" Stein is a person that has all way bugged me I couldn't put a handle on what it was that left me with doubt about him up till now.I have all way felt if you can not say something good about a person do not say anything.Now I can say it with out any doubt that Ben Stein is an educated idiot.Not only does his looks disgust me but his statements.I personally don't like to make rash sarcastic remakes a bout some one .I have no repect for this person.

This I Believe

The man who is self-reliant says ever: "No one can realize my possibilities for me, but me; no one can make
me good or evil but myself." He works out his own salvation,--financially, socially, mentally, physically, and
morally. Life is an individual problem that man must solve for himself. Nature accepts no vicarious sacrifice,
no vicarious service. Nature never recognizes a proxy vote. She has nothing to do with middle-men,--she
deals only with the individual. Nature is constantly seeking to show man that he is his own best friend, or his
own worst enemy. Nature gives man the option on which he will be to himself

THIS I BELIEVE

When the tongue of malice and slander, the persecution of inferiority, tempts you for just a moment to
retaliate, when for an instant you forget yourself so far as to hunger for revenge,--be calm. When the grey
heron is pursued by its enemy, the eagle, it does not run to escape; it remains calm, takes a dignified stand,
and waits quietly, facing the enemy unmoved. With the terrific force with which the eagle makes its attack,
the boasted king of birds is often impaled and run through on the quiet, lance-like bill of the heron. The means
that man takes to kill another's character becomes suicide of his own.Calmness is the rarest quality in human life. It is the poise of a great nature, in harmony with itself and its
ideals. It is the moral atmosphere of a life self-centred, self-reliant, and self-controlled. Calmness is singleness
of purpose, absolute confidence, and conscious power,--ready to be focused in an instant to meet any crisis. When I read this makes me think of President Obama

THINGS YOU DON'T HEAR ANYMORE.

THINGS YOU DON'T HEAR ANYMORE.
Be sure to refill the ice trays, we're going to have company.
Watch for the postman, I want to get this letter to Willie in the mail today.
Quit slamming the screen door when you go out!
Be sure and pull the windows down when you leave, it looks like a shower is coming up.
Don't forget to wind the clock before you go to bed.
Wash your feet before you go to bed, you've been playing outside all day barefooted.
Why can't you remember to roll up your britches legs?
Getting them caught in the bicycle chain so many times is tearing them up.
You have torn the knees out of that pair of pants so many times there is nothing left to put a patch on.
Don't you go outside with your school clothes on!
Go comb your hair; it looks like the rats have nested in it all night.
Be sure and pour the cream off the top of the milk when you open the new bottle.
Take that empty bottle to the store with you so you won't have to pay a deposit on another one.
Put a dish towel over the cake so the flies won't get on it.
Quit jumping on the floor! I have a cake in the oven and you are going to make it fall
if you don't quit!
Let me know when the Fuller Brush man comes by, I need to get a few things from him.
You boys stay close by, the car may not start and I will need you to help push it off.
There's a dollar in my purse, get 5 gallons of gas when you go to town. Open the back door and see if we can get a breeze through here, it is getting hot
You can walk to the store; it won't hurt you to get some exercise.
Don't sit too close to the TV. It is hard on your eyes.
If you pull that stunt again, I am going to wear you out!
Don't lose that button; I'll sew it back on after awhile.
Wash under your neck before you come to the table, you have beads of dirt and sweat all under there.
Get out from under the sewing machine; pumping it messes up the thread!
Be sure and fill the lamps this morning so we don't have to do that tonight in the dark.
Here, take this old magazine to the toilet with you when you go, we are almost out of
paper out there.
Go out to the well and draw a bucket of water so I can wash dishes.
Don't turn the radio on now, I want the battery to be up when the Grand Ole Opry comes on. No! I don't have 10 cents for you to go to the show. Do you think money grows on trees?
Eat those turnips, they'll make you big and strong like your daddy.
That dog is NOT coming in this house! I don't care how cold it is out there, dogs don't stay in the house.

Sit still! I'm trying to get your hair cut straight and you keep moving and it is all messed up.

Hush your mouth!

I don't want to hear words like that!
I'll wash your mouth out with soap!
It is time for your system to be cleaned out.
I am going to give you a dose of castor oil tonight.
If you get a spanking in school and I find out about it, you'll get another one when you get home.
Quit crossing your eyes! They will get stuck that way!
When you take your driving test, don't forget to signal each turn. Left arm straight out the window for a left turn; left arm bent up at the elbow for a right turn; and straight down to the side of the door when you are going to stop.

It's: 'Yes Ma'am!' and 'No Ma'am!' to me, young man,
and don't you forget it!
Bring back any Memories?
Sure did for Me!

Catholic Dog
Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside with only a pet dog for company. One day the dog died, and Muldoon went to the parish priest and asked, 'Father, my dog is dead. Could ya' be sayin' a mass for the poor creature?'
Father Patrick replied, 'I'm afraid not; we cannot have services for an animal in the church. But there are some Baptists down the lane, and there's no tellin' what they believe. Maybe they'll do something for the creature.'
Muldoon said, 'I'll go right away Father. Do ya' think $5,000 is enough to donate to them for the service?'
Father Patrick exclaimed, 'Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn't ya’ tell me the dog was Catholic?