According to a news article (click article) this new Stimulus Bill could reach to almost 10 Trillion dollars. Think about that...10 (ten) Trillion dollars. This could windup being enough to pay off 90% of home mortgages in the USA. Now, that all sounds utterly fantastic. Of course, that's not going to happen. But, we better rethink all of this. I am not an economist, nor do I pretend to be one. But, this much of a bailout spells disaster. Just with my limited knowledge, this means a lot more money will have to be printed to meet this bailout goal. That means the value of the dollar will shrink even further into the pits of hell. I hope our elected officials know what they are doing. If they don't, we will sink into a depression that will make the 1930s Great Depression seem like a day at the beach. I greatly fear for our country right now.

I think I've made my position clear on illegal immigration several times on this blog. I think it should be stopped and stopped immediately. But, what about 16 illegals suing an Arizona Rancher (article link) because he held them at gunpoint due to them killing his cattle, trespassed on his property and broke into his home. The “ Mexican American Legal Defense and Educational Fund” is representing these 16 Mexican Nationals in court against the rancher. He is said to have "violated their rights." It is unbelievable the gall the open borders crowd has in some of the outlandish things they are doing to give rights to criminals who are invading our nation. And that, basically, is what it is; an invasion. Now, if you want to protect our borders, you are called “nativist” at best and “racist” at worst. You can call me both if you wish. I don't give a damn. It's time to put National Guardsman all along our southern border and send the bill to Mexico. I can't put into words how this infuriates me about an American citizen who is unable to even protect his private property.

As I stated in my blog entry of yesterday, I have taken up jogging. My first experience with it Sunday led to my being embarrassed by an old friend. Monday, I didn't fare much better. According to my little odometer, I ran about seven-tenths of a mile. And, I was winded, had to sit down on a bench before I could struggle back home. I had no trouble yesterday morning with my normal treadmill routine. But, let me start jogging and it is almost more than I can take. At least I jogged at a slower pace by myself. My friend tried to make me stay up with her and I had to stop after about half a mile. I'm going to keep at it. No sense in giving up this quickly.

Finally, as reported in my blog entry Friday, my little beagle, Ralph, got into a humdinger of a fight (Ralph Versus Freddie the Opossum) with an opossum who was a nightly regular to my backyard. I'm happy to report Ralph does not have rabies as was a possibility. He is still covered from floppy ears to his tail with scratches, some of them deep. He whines like hell when it's time to have the salve put on him. But, he knows he's got to do it, so he stops struggling after a while. I don't know if Freddie the Opossum is doing ok. Last time I saw him, he was jumping over the fence with a bloodied face. I said at that time I didn't think he would come back into my yard. It appears I am correct. He is a nightly visitor and I have not seen him since early Friday morning. I hope he's doing well.