To the Ridiculous...

Good Morning, Breakfastpoppers. Today is Monday, May 9, 2016. Our flying friend, Buzzy, is at the table this morning. He is up to his wings in disappointment, shock and disgust. The liberals are playing the rest of us for fools, trying to push their screwed up agenda on us with the force of a Mack truck plowing through a field of lilies. Buzzy has asked for the pleasure of your company this morning. He needs to vent, and when Buzzy needs to vent he needs the Poppers to talk him off the ledge. Buzzy is serving waffles topped with strawberries. I will be serving lattes. We hope to see you soon.

Thank you all for coming this morning. I am certain that you are all aware of the bizarre nature of life in our nation these days. The United States spends over $600 billion per year on public education. Despite all the money, it has been reported by the National Assessment of Educational Progress, that a large majority of high school seniors are woefully unprepared for college-level work in math and reading. Nearly two-thirds of seniors do not have the written language skills necessary for college. Their inability to think clearly shows up every time I hear people interviewed about current events who can't string two words together that make sense. I think we are in big, big trouble.

We have a crisis in our nation. Our Latino population, whether legal or illegal, are feeling sad, unloved and scared. It seems that the nation's Park Rangers are scaring this segment of society by virtue of their uniforms which reminds the Latinos of I.C.E agents. How this particular non-issue has bloomed and morphed into something we all should be concerned about is sheer insanity. Are we really considering changing the uniforms to please a group of people who seem to have way too much time on their hands? Perhaps, if their fear is crippling, they should seek color therapy. Even better they should come to terms with the fact that being in a country illegally is hard work. We are in big, big trouble.

Our schools are changing very quickly. What used to be okay is wrong, what used to make sense has become insulting and what used to be considered a non-incident is now a police matter. Consider the fact that the lunch lady at Christa McAuliffe Midddle School in Houston Texas, felt compelled to call the police when a 13 year old eighth grader attempted to pay for her lunch with a $2 bill. The lunch lady must have believed that the student was a counterfeiter. The police added insult to injury by telling the student that she could be in big trouble. The girl's grandma was called and told that her granddaughter may have committed a third-degree felony. The idiocy continued when the Fort Bend ISD police investigated the $2 bill ala CSI. They traced the bill back to a convenience store. The investigation finally came to an end at a bank where the police were informed that the bill was real. I am telling you, we are in big, big trouble.

Missouri State University has launched a poster campaign aimed at shaming students who are white, straight, male, Christian or able-bodied. The university's student government sponsored the posters and made sure they were placed all over campus. Just in case those reading the posters didn't get their meaning, a definition of privilege was printed on each poster. Privilege is "unearned access to social power based on membership in a dominant social group." We are in big, big trouble.

Let's end this abbreviated foray into this nation that is "changed" and bizarre with one unbelievable statement from White House Press Secretary Josh Earnest. Earnest has claimed that President Obama is "the most popular politician in America." We are in big, big trouble.

Buzzy's Song

Fly me to the moon

And let me live where life makes sense

Things are so insane right now

I'm feeling kind of tense!