Mad Jack Hanks: Tales from the O-NO Ranch 4-4-11
This little column is to bring us up to date from my perspective, for this year of 2011. Man alive has this year seemed to come and go at an amazing pace. It seems so to me that the older I get, time gets away from me all the faster.
This writing is on March 28 and we started off the morning here at the O-NO with those big ole snowflakes. You know the kind you get in the spring, big wet and now wind to whip them around. Of course, that only lasted less time than it takes to wad a popgun.
It appears that we have gone and gotten ourselves into another middle eastern war. We’re helping rebel fighters overthrow a bad man dictator, right? We haven’t or so it seems, decided who these rebel fighters are. We don’t know if they are going to be friendly to us or to countries like Iran? That in itself scares me a little, heck, it scares me a lot. So far to date we have spent over ONE BILLION DOLLARS in that little war. Where did we get that money? I thought we were broke!
Speaking of the middle east where we get most of our oil, there is a lot of scurrying around up here in my area by oil companies trying to get all of this country leased up and get some wells drilled. I understand from coffee shop talk that there have been a number of permits issued for wells in this immediate area to be drilled. One is right across the road from my house. The state of Colorado is broke and having a hard time trying to find money to keep its schools open and keep public servants employed. What about this? What say we just start using our natural resources and take that tax money which would be astronomical and take care of our money shortage. Oh, we are a green state. I just up and forgot that. We shouldn’t have those pump jacks bringing that pricey commodity to the surface and reaping the benefits from its bounty. Yep, we’re green and we’re broke and we will probably stay that way until somebody has the courage to step up to the plate and change things.
I see where “The Donald” (Donald Trump) is stirring the pot a little by requesting that our President show his original birth certificate and put a stop to all this speculation that he was maybe not born in our country. Of course, that’s a requirement to be our President. I have my birth certificate here at the house. I bet you do also.
I am smitten with a woman who is an elementary school principal. What a cutie! I’m going back to get my elementary education! I’m looking forward to green grass and summer evenings. I want to get some steers on the place, do some riding a’horseback and on the “hog” (Harley). If this column speaks of dribble, it’s because I dribbled the ball out of bounds as I could NOT come up with any other column material. It is what it is.
Stay tuned, check yer cinch on occasion and I’ll c. ya’ll, all ya’ll.