Thanks George Kegley, my little red-headed (once upon a time) brother

Thanks brother George! Should we respect such extraordinary liars as Kerry and little o more than little ordinary liars?




Sam





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From: speck6085@aol.com

Sent: Friday, May 21, 2010 05:44

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From: American Solutions, Vince Haley

To: speck6085@aol.com

Sent: Thu, May 20, 2010 5:06 pm

Subject: Gas Tax: The Left's Denial





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Dear George,

The Secular-Socialist Machine is so intent on expanding the reach of government that they are in denial about the new taxes they plan to impose.

Senator John Kerry, one of the chief advocates for the government take-over of the energy sector recently said of his energy tax bill, "There is no gas tax, never was a gas tax, will not be a gas tax, I don't know where that came from, but it is just wrong. Period."

If that wasn't clear enough, he went on to say, "There is no gas tax, we didn't contemplate a gas tax, there will not be a gas tax, the gas tax is 18.4 cents today and it will be that when this bill is passed."

If only those statements corresponded to reality.

A new study by Point Carbon shows that the Global Warming Bill authored by John Kerry (D-MA) and Joe Lieberman (I-CT) amounts to a new gasoline tax on American motorists. As The Hill newspaper reports:



Oil refiners would not participate in the trading system but would purchase allowances based on historic sales figures set aside each quarter. The companies would pass those costs onto consumers, resulting in the higher gas costs.

Even Senator Lindsey Graham, one of the bill's original sponsors, says that the fees "will be passed on" to consumers in the form of higher prices at the pump.

If Senator Kerry doesn't want to call the higher costs passed on to consumers because of his bill a gas tax, what would the Senator suggest we call these higher costs that arise as a direct result of his legislation?

The fact is that Senator Kerry's bill would introduce an entirely new tax system to America called "cap and trade", which in turn influences how large the gas tax would be from year to year.

The cap and trade tax system would tax energy, and the cap and trade tax system would be every bit as comprehensive and complex and subject to endless tax increases by future Congresses as our current income tax system has shown itself to be.

Cap and trade is not a one-time tax. It is a new system of taxation and will allow the Congress to expand endlessly into taxing every aspect of America's energy economy.

The Point Carbon study estimated this new energy tax will amount to $350 billion by 2020. But if a new cap and trade energy tax system passes this year, there is nothing to prevent a future Congress from increasing it next year, just as Congress is currently discussing increasing a whole array of new taxes.

The liberals in Congress continue to deny that they are trying to impose new taxes on energy, including taxes on gas, diesel, and other transportation fuels.

That's why we need you to tell your friends and family about the gas tax by using this "forward-to-a-friend" tool.

Sincerely,



Vince Haley

P.S. Greece introduced a cap and trade energy tax system in 2005. The price of a gallon of gasoline in Greece is now approximately $7/gallon. Increasing the cost of energy in Greece has not worked out very well for the Greek economy, as the world has noted in recent weeks. The devastated Greek economy has also not been saved by so called "green jobs", which was one of the many promises made by supporters of European cap and trade tax system when it was first introduced. It seems that European elites failed to appreciate that for every "green job" that is created with taxpayer funding, there is a corresponding - and greater- loss of jobs that are destroyed by higher energy costs and exported elsewhere.

















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Great true story- Thanks Mr. Looney, ex- Marine and ex- Postmaster extradordinaire!

Bob Looney is a good friend of mine. He finds great emails and this recyclable is one of those. Thanks again John bob!










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This is a beautiful and touching story of love and perseverance. Well worth the reading



At the prodding of my friends I am writing this story. My name is Mildred Honor and I am a former elementary school music teacher from Des Moines , Iowa . I have always supplemented my income by teaching piano lessons - something I have done for over 30 years.



During those years I found that children have many levels of musical ability,and even though I have never had the pleasure of having a prodigy, I have taught some very talented students. However, I have also had my share of what I call 'musically challenged' pupils - one such pupil being Robby.





Robby was 11 years old when his mother (a single mom) dropped him off for his first piano lesson. I prefer that students (especially boys) begin at an earlier age, which I explained to Robby. But Robby said that it had always been his mother's dream to hear him play the piano, so I took him as a student.Well, Robby began his piano lessons and from the beginning I thought it was a hopeless endeavour. As much as Robby tried, he lacked the sense of tone and basic rhythm needed to excel. But he dutifully reviewed his scales and some elementary piano pieces that I require all mystudents to learn. Over the months he tried and tried while I listened and cringed and tried to encourage him. At the end of each weekly lesson he would always say 'My mom's going to hear me play someday'. But to me, it seemed hopeless, he just did not have any inborn ability.



I only knew his mother from a distance as she dropped Robby off or waited in her aged car to pick him up. She always waved and smiled, but never dropped in.



Then one day Robby stopped coming for his lessons.. I thought about calling him, but assumed that because of his lack of ability he had decided to pursue something else. I was also glad that he had stopped coming - he was a bad avertisement for my teaching!





Several weeks later I mailed a flyer recital to the students' homes.To my surprise, Robby (who had received a flyer) asked me if he could be in the recital. I told him that the recital was for current pupils and that because he had dropped out, he really did not qualify. He told me that his mother had been sick and unable to take him to his piano lessons, but that he had been practicing. 'Please Miss Honor, I've just got to play' he insisted. I don't know what led me to allow him to play in the recital - perhaps it was his insistence or maybe something inside of me saying that it would be all right.



The night of the recital came and the high school gymnasium was packed with parents, relatives and friends. I put Robby last in the program, just before I was to come up and thank all the students and play a finishing piece. I thought that any damage he might do would come at the end of the program and I could always salvage his poor performance through my 'curtain closer'. Well, the recital went off without a hitch, the students had been practicing and it showed. Then Robby came up on the stage. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked as though he had run an egg beater through it. 'Why wasn't he dressed up like the other students?' I thought. 'Why didn't his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night?' Robby pulled out the piano bench, and I was surprised when he announced that he had chosen to play Mozart's Concerto No. 21 in C Major. I was not prepared for what I heard next. His fingers were light on the keys, they even danced nimbly on the ivories. He went from pianissimo to fortissimo, from allegro to virtuoso; his suspended chords that Mozart demands were magnificent! Never had I heard Mozart played so well by anyone his age.



After six and a half minutes he ended in a grand crescendo, and everyone was on their feet in wild applause! Overcome and in tears, I ran up on stage and put my arms around Robby in joy. 'I have never heard you play like that Robby, how did you do it?' Through the microphone Robby explained: 'Well, Miss Honor .... remember I told you that my mom was sick? Well, she actually had cancer and passed away this morning. And well ..... she was born deaf, so tonight was the first time she had ever heard me play, and I wanted to make it special.'



There wasn't a dry eye in the house that evening. As the people from Social Services led Robby from the stage to be placed in to foster care, I noticed that even their eyes were red and puffy. I thought to myself then how much richer my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil. No, I have never had a prodigy, but that night I became a prodigy ...... of Robby. He was the teacher and I was the pupil, for he had taught me the meaning of perseverance and love and believing in yourself, and may be even taking a chance on someone and you didn't know why.



Robby was killed years later in the senseless bombing of the Alfred P. Murray Federal Building in Oklahoma City in April, 1995.





And now, a footnote to the story. If you are thinking about forwarding this message, you are probably wondering which people on your address list aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. The person who sent this to you believes that we can all make a difference! So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice -Do we act with compassion or do we pass up that opportunity and leave the world a bit colder in the process?



You now have two choices:1. Delete this; OR 2. Forward it to the people you care about.You know the choice I made. Thank you for reading this. May God Bless you today, tomorrow and always. If God didn't have a purpose for us, we wouldn't be here!