The Left and their Childish Politics

How many right wing conservative republicans does it take to screw in a light bulb?  One, because smaller government is the conservative way. How many left winged liberals does it take to screw in that same light bulb?  None, they are two busy trying to screw up everything else we love in this country.

The lefty liberal crowd will have you believe that the right is no more then gun toting white supremacists even when the cause is clearly right.  These lefties are usually right in their causes even when normal people can clearly see what they are preaching is wrong.

Many people are now asking where the billions that Obama spent on saving America’s economy went and we have yet to get an answer unless you count, “The economy is doing wonderful” as a real answer as said by the left.  The jobless count in America is rising and yet, we are to believe that it would have been worse if we did nothing at all.  I guess if we count the field mice saved by the left as having a job to do, or the millions poured into a left winged money laundering scam organization like ACORN as being saved jobs, and I certainly do not.

If I have it straight, then the left will only need to call anyone that disputes a White House Policy as a wrong policy racist and all is good again.  If you show up in protest against the Obama Regime then we are racist.  If we ask a question that the White house doesn’t like, we are called racist.  I do believe that the only side playing the race card is the left.  I also believe that most Americans can see through the leftist rhetoric and soon they will run out of sixth grade comments and be left speechless.

The left always ask where the right was during the Bush years.  We were home with our families enjoying life while the left protested everything and anything Bush did.

The Jeanine Garafolo’s of the world never think before they speak which shows the rest of us what babbling idiots these folks really are.

I believe that we are one nation under God and color has nothing to do with bad politics.  Obama tried to bring the Olympics to Chicago.  I wonder why we lost to Rio?  Maybe we would have won the bid if we offered Hawaii, Vegas, or California as a place that people would enjoy while watching the games but Chicago?  Obama might as well have offered up Downtown Newark, New Jersey, as his place of interest for the Olympics.  It was as if he offered up one of the most corrupt cities he could find and knew he would lose the bid.

So in closing, I guess in a way, in the leftist’s eyes, I am a racist because I believe we could have spent the lost billions on the people of this country and not have squandered it on mice.  I am a racist because I guess seeing Obama’s many television appearances as wasted time and effort makes me a racist.  I guess loving this country and believing we can do something constructive for a change would make me a racist in the left’s eyes because all they see is what’s in it for them.

So to Garafolo and her kind, the MSNBC crew, the NBC Obama Pocket puppet media, and all the rest, of the child like attitudes, I say, you are true to the left and right speaks for itself.  It is like having children calling names because a true dialog is out of the question.

I have covered many a TEA PARTY and I saw no violence, no guns, just questions being asked that really don’t get any answers to.  So shame on you left and your King Obama for playing your politics as usual.  The change would have done America good but I don’t see any.

Obama is Failing

Iam so happy when Rush Limbaugh talked about my book  WHITE HOUSE MAFIA today.  Now without any further BS, here is why Obama policies must fail.

We have a “new” kind of President, one who is a self admitted left wing radical.  America has always had its freedom and is willing to fight tooth and nail for those freedoms no matter what. 

Despite the rise in taxes, and the new taxes, policies of the “new” administration, are getting old fast and are destine to fail.  The indecisive rhetoric of the “new” president is a sure sign of what is to come.  Revolution is going to be commonplace if the “new” politics of this “new” president are not confronted with vigorous force. 

Obama assures his public that he doesn’t wish to own banks, and yet he does.  Obama assures his public that he does not wish to own car companies, and yet he does.  Obama assures his public that he does not with to own health care, and yet, I am sure he will find a way into the pockets of every American.  

With a socialist agenda afoot, the “new” President, seems to have a mindset that he knows better then anyone else but forgets he is a mere man not the Messiah he set out to be.  His I love me who do you love attitude will insure his policies fail because most Americans see his politics as a radical way to go short of communism. 

Any leader that sets up groups to attack certain values he does not agree with must be kept in check at al times.  Just because he is who he is doesn’t mean he had carte blanche to do whatever he wants to. 

The Obama new world order is bordering chaos at the least.  His agenda, his politics, and his policies are not only wrong for this great country of ours; they are too radical even for socialist nations.  He attacks anyone who speaks out against him like some sort of Whitehouse Mafia.  This policy denies freedom of speech which is certain to fail sooner or later.

Six months into Obama’s term, he still makes sure all of those working for him including himself play the Bush blame game every time they speak and this policy needs to fail so the “new” administration can start taking responsibility for its actions.  Yes Bush spent a few billions on banks, but Obama spent tipple that and yet he blames Bush. 

His policy for catching more flies with homey then vinegar is awful and with certain needs to fail.  To extend Americans hand and become friends with countries who want to destroy us is lunacy.  To free prisoners, or move them to where they want to be, to kill us, is absurd.  To spend more then a billion a year traveling, is just something America can do without but it seems the policy of this “new” president is to spend, travel on our dime, and become a television star that is well liked.  Obama cannot stand anyone not liking him and to me this is a character flaw and needs attention or professional help.  He proves it by speaking out against FOX because they air things against his liking.  MSNBC well, need I say more?

Yes, I hope Obama’s policies fail because they are not what America represents they are what socialism represents, which is only a stones throw towards communism.  We do not need any more czars or leaders who do things for a political agendas, we need a leader who cares what happens to the greatest country in the world.  We do not need a man telling the world we are falling fast, we need a man who will stand up for us and spit in the eye of anyone who gets in our path towards glory.  Yes I hope Obama’s policies fail for is they succeed, America will fail.

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Obamas White House Mafia

After my book, White House Mafia, was mentioned on the Glenn Beck Show I first smiled and then realized just how some of the news media was reporting things I have written about, then the sales of the book flew through the roof.

We have seen government grow twice its usual size. We have seen government take over the banking system, and bully the private sector. We have seen every Bush policy get changed by Obama who in his mind is always thinking as if he is producing a show. He is always looking for the good publicity for himself and if so many hated what Bush did, then changing all the Bush policies would make Obama look like a hero.

Obama wants to be great but is going about it in the wrong ways. By changing what Bush has set into play in the Middle East, Obama has created a dangerous situation for this country. After giving a billion dollars of tax payer’s money, to Pakistan, is it a coincidence that the Taliban is back in action and ready to take over Pakistan?

This is all laid out in my book. And it is all about smoke and mirrors. American watches the rhetoric Obama sets up on one side of the field, while he sets his agenda up on the other side where no one is watching while republicans like Meghan McCain is attacking there own people while Obama gets his agenda set up.

Now he makes Torture the focus and takes aim once again at the Bush administration and once again we are all arguing over that while Obama does other things behind closed doors.

For those who had forgotten, Obama had less then two years in politics and is a greenhorn at best but used his rhetoric and lies to gain power. I have always said; watch what he does, not what he says.

He is in awe of every foreign head and hates this country with a passion. He really hatess Washington because he has only been there ten days out of ninety. He spreads his sadness for his country to our enemies and no one is wondering why. The answer is simple, he set us up.

Remember 911, we had people who flew plains into the world trade center. These terrorist cowards came to this country years in advance, they went to out schools, and got jobs as pilots which took years to do to set their agenda. Obama is president and it should make everyone wonder where he came from. He refused to show his place of birth and why is not to be hiding something.

Obama is shaking hands not with foreign leaders but with old cronies, people he looks up to. He now has the power to set the agenda. Pakistan will be taken over by the Taliban. Bush had a handle on them but Obama made sure they regained power. This is all in the book everyone is reading. Have you ever wondered why Obama’s numbers are going down, because the truth is now known.

Obama believes that the world should be one, a Muslim world and nothing more. Obama believes he deserves all the power so he can control everything. Obama hats criticisms and will crush everyone that gets in his way. One last thing, remember job losses? Not on the Obama agenda any longer because Americans soon will all be out of work and there is nothing they can do about it because Obama wants it that way. Bowing to kings is more important to Obama then whining Americans.

When Obama was elected, many said it was a historical day and it was, he is the first President of the United States that was not born on American soil. Remember one thing, anyone that names a dog after himself need a shrink. B. arack O. bama BO

Madame Tussaud Accused of Dissing GOP

It might be me, but it seems that the last three wax figures have been of First Ladies of the Democratic Party. I must admit, the wax figures are amazing in likeness. They have captured the waxiness of their completions while omitting their evil demeanor. Heck, they even have Michelle Obama smiling as well as no wrinkles on Hillary’s face.

I wonder if the first ladies think of things like this or as I said, is it just me? The media isn’t talking, well unless it is against conservatisms.

Meghan McCain~ Liberalism at its Peek

Meghan McCain, a self proclaimed Republican speaks out by saying what she thinks about her country. The truth is, she is a blogger and maybe even a voter and nothing more.

Meghan’s opinions, blasting conservatives and republicans shows us where she really stands. Her father isn’t talking but I am sure in his heart he knows she is a sheep in wolves clothing. Meghan has more bad things to say about the Republican Party then the democrats.
Meghan also has very bad things to say about any Conservatives that go against the President even when he is wrong on policy. Meghan is in my view a true liberal in the best case scenario. Megan is just one of those silly white people that ride the wave in the name of guilt. I wonder if she voted for a republican in her last visit to the polls.

Reporters report the news as it happens, Meghan seems to report what she feels which doesn’t make her a bad person, just a person using bad judgment. She needs to do the work, add the math before she puts her foot in her mouth again. Her valley girl mentality is the reason true conservatives exist. It’s the issues that are bad for America that matters to conservatives and not what is popular to say.

The liberals and their media are calling republicans “the party of no.” Well this conservative just says no to Meghan McCain but she is harmless, really, and had her fifteen minutes of fame, now she should hit the gym and just say no to food.

she after all was on Larry King, and if that doesn’t say it all what will. Larry no offence but the hard questions Larry, leave them to the real news reporters. Meghan, did you drink any coolaid lately?

Oh, well, like Caterino, gag, I would never read anything by anyone over the age of like, twenty, you know I am not into the cave man scene unless they give me a break on insurance or something you know? Like, wow, gag me if I did. Like, well, you know, this is like a dig at me, like so cruel make me puke why don’t you.
Meghan

Ernie Dankovitz My Old Friend

Years ago I met a guy named Ernie Dankovitz. He in turn introduced me to Bob Hunlock, Richard McKanka, and together we formed our first garage band playing everything that was popular in 1969. We also formed a comedy group and although there were no venues to showcase out funny at the time like today, we did do parties and even a live show in front of three hundred. I did a parody on Groucho’s “You Bet Your Life quiz show” and Ernie played the sidekick. Even though we formed all of these things the greatest formation that came out of this meeting was indeed our friendship. This was a bonding of four souls that could not be broken.

Ernie was a quick wit. If one of us was stuck for a line, he would ad lib and save the day. He was also the true king of song parody. He was best at taking two songs that sounded the same and turning them into one, like, “Don’t Pass me By” by the Beatles, and “Brand New Key” by Melanie. When we played in front of people as a band, people would actually think he was Alvin Lee of Ten Years After because he looked just like him. I would put on a Led Zeppelin record and he would say, it was Janus Joplin on fast speed.
Ernie was a funny man and a very good friend. He taught me how to drive, how to live life, and how to welcome friendship into my heart.
As time grew the four of us apart, we knew, like long time relatives, that although we married and moved away, the bond is still there and always will be. Bob married and moved to Georgia, Richard died years before his time and Ernie passed yesterday. Yes, years ago I met a guy named Ernie, he was a best friend, and as my tears fall, I know in my heart, he is in much better place now. Ernie Dankovits, as I raise my glass I look up, all I can say is here to you bud, it was one hell of a ride.

Gabriel’s Trumpet

Louis fell asleep after a heavy gig in Newark, New Jersey. The hotel was average, and all the members of the band had separate rooms. Keely new he was exhausted but she had to tell him that she wanted out. She nudges him and he rolls over and he says, “Look, Keely, I am so tired. Tonight I was all over that stage and I am getting up there.” “Louis, I want a divorce. I just can’t do this anymore.” Kelly says as she watches him fall asleep again. He murmurs something to the effect, “Keely, we will talk tomorrow, promise.” She packed his trumpet away next to his violin and walked back over to min anxiously but just watched him sleep.

Keely looks at him smiling as she walks quietly out of the room. Louie started to dream. He heard the trumpet sounds coming from afar. He follows the sweetest sounds he has ever heard and wondered who was playing. He walks down the white corridor and stops I front of a double French door also in white. He opens the door and peeps inside only to see a man dressed in a white suit sitting in a chair blowing away at his shiny brass trumpet. The man stops playing and looks up at Louis. “Oh, Louis, come in, I am expecting you.” Louie walks in closer and asks who he is. “I am Gabriel, you know, the angel?” Gabriel says polishing his horn. Louie looks at him and then at himself and asks, “Did I die, I am not that old.” Gabriel says, “Not at all my friend. You are sleeping soundly in your bed. I do this for so many. It is just to see just where you fit in when you do finally pass. You know, I have been watching you and you seem to be having so much fun down there and make so many people happy.” Louie just says, “Well, I try. Give them all you got and then some, and always leave them wanting more.” Gabriel laughs and says, “You have married four times and they always seem to leave. Why do you think this is Louis?” “Louie smiles and says sarcastically, “Oh, I’m just a gigolo?” Gabriel laughs and tells Louie that he was never serious about women. He tells Louie that he just liked the fact that they worshiped him and marriage was just another sheet of paper to him. Louie thinks about what Gabriel said and tells him that Kelly was leaving him. Gabriel says, “I know this Louis but all is never lost. You will meet yet another woman and she will be forever. She will be your one true love.” Louie liked the sound of that and new one thing for sure, he didn’t like being alone. He says, “Listen, Gabe, I did love them you know.” Gabriel say’s, “No Louie, you were in love of the idea of love but when the real thing hits you, you will be so happy and finally know what love is.”

Gabriel was the barer of news for many. He tells Louis that he would love to sit and play sometime but he must be getting back, it was morning and he will be waking soon. Louie understood and started to walk out of the room. Gabriel stops him and asks, “Hey, don’t you have any questions for me? They always do you know.” “Louie thought about it and says, “Ok, so I meet the love of my life. I am in my fifties, so how much longer do I have?” Gabriel smiles and say’s “That’s up to you Louis, that’s up to you. I will be seeing you again in exactly thirteen years from this moment, sort of an update. We can play then.” With that said, Louie wakes up and Keely is walking out with bags.

A year passes and Louis meets a young blonde singer named Gia Miaone. He is mesmerized with her voice and then it hits him. He looks up at the sky and say’s “Thanks Gabe.” Mia shows Louis a picture she carries with her all the time and it is Louie’s Picture. The two are inseparable and wed a year later. They tour the club circuit and Louis is back on top of the world now knowing what true love is.

Louis was playing the clubs as usual and started to forget the words. He started to scat more then sing and Gia knew he would have to be checked so they went to the doctor the next day. The Doctor made an appointment for Louis to have a tumor removed. He was undergoing surgery when he saw something all so familiar and smiled. He saw that same white hallway with the two white double doors. He walks towards the doors and opens them as if he was at home. There sits Gabriel playing his trumpet. It was “When the Saints go Marching in.” Louie doesn’t hesitate and picks up a trumpet on off the floor and starts playing with him. Just then, in walks Louis Armstrong and Al Hirt and Gene Krupa. Then other famous musicians start playing in and it was a full blown jam session. Song after song the band played. Louis got to sing with Armstrong and was having a blast and even though he is tired but loves it. He sits next to Gabriel and says, “Wow, we have been playing all night long.” Gabriel smiles at him and says, “Louis, we have been playing for three years, your time. You made the choice my friend. Now there are two doors over on your left. You get to open both of them but can only walk through one of them and I know it will be a hard choice to make but I know you will choose wisely.

Louis opens the first door and sees nothing but white with clouds and angels floating everywhere. In the middle of the room stands God. He is dressed in white gowns and smiles at Louis and say’s “It’s ok; I think you will like it here.” Then Louie opens the second door and sees his life before him. It flashes by so fast until it comes to his true love. She is sitting by his bedside in the hospital sobbing. It was the hardest thing he ever had to do in his life but Louis made his choice.

His body was still in that bed. No one else heard it but Louie did. The sweet sound of music, a jam session, and as Gia held his hand Louis seemed to smile. Louie’s spirit gets up and walks to a door. He turns and sees his lifeless body laying on the bed and Gia holding his hand. He looked at her as if to say, “I do love you Gia, but listen, do you hear that?” He walks through the door towards the music as Gia calls for a doctor. The doctor walks in, shakes his head no, and Gia begins to cry, and Louis was gone.

Louis Prima, lived a good life. His music to this day gives us so much pleasure, and now, he is playing with all the greats in that big band in the sky. God Bless you Louie Prima.

My About Me Blog

I was a Rhodes scholar, when I was eight my mother told me to hit the roads, the ones with traffic on them. I began as a humorist at the ripe old age of twelve. I wrote, recorded, and produced a play for cassette at the age of thirteen and called it, “Reality in the Mind of an Idiot,” over tracking on two tape recorders acting all the voices myself. I wrote three radio spots for a local New Jersey Radio station when I was fourteen which aired for two years. I started doing stand-up at the age of fifteen which landed me a roll on a local UHF television show called, The Uncle Floyd Show.” I have punched up many comedians routines back in the day; my nickname was punchy, now it is just Jerk, or Hey you.

These days, I write for many publications and have twelve published books out there somewhere. I blog for fun and I write because I love doing it. I have a few very old routines on YouTube. One character of mine, ‘Finga’s, my right hand man,” can be seen on a cold medicine commercial. I wrote for many New York radio shows a while back but decided to concentrate on my writing these days. Once in a great while, when asked I will punch up some of my friend’s comedy routines but my books come first. The blog you are about to read, is my take on life. Some things are funny, some aren’t. It depends on the mood I am in. My books vary. Sometimes I write comedy, sometimes, I write thrillers, but whatever I am working on, I hope it makes you think. They say, you come into this world alone and naked and you die alone and naked. Hey, I just like saying naked. My wish in life is to take my small cult following and create something people can remember.

Back in the day I was known as DiCat. I aways wondered if their was anyone out there with the nickname, Nick? “There he goes, trying to be funny again.” Look, I am not a fragile man. If you think I am silly, stupid, or nuts, let me know, I wont be crushed. I am psychic but never display those thoughts very much. I quit trying to make believers out of people years ago and keep that part of my life private for the most part. I think it was in 1975 when a friend of mine argued with me that there were no such thing as psychic’s. I turned to him and asked him to answer the door. He told me no one rang the bell but a few seconds later, low and behold someone we hadn’t seen in a few years was standing there and his jaw droped. He never doubted me after that.

My favorite book I have written is “Growing Up Goomba.” It is fiction and non fiction. I tell my tale about where and how I grew up in Newark, New Jersey while mafia thugs teach you how to be just like them and live the life. We take turns telling our stories. I had a guy, I think he was on the Sopranos, Steve Schirripa who had written a book a few years after I wrote Goomba, he told me I stole the word Goomba from him. We had a fued for a while but I shut him up after I told him my age. I have been using words like Goomba a lot longer then he had. I also had a scuffle with the Gotti’s “Growing Up Gotti” until they realized that my book title was out long before their television show. By the way, goomba or Goombada really means, Godfather in Italian, and Goomada is Godmother but American/Italian slang would change it to someone close to you, like a good friend, someone who has your back no matter what.” Hey Goombahda.” The Godfather walks up to one of his capo’s and kisses him on the mouth. The Capo leaves the party afraid and shaking. Everyday he checks under the hood of his car, looks over his shoulder, and is afraid for his life knowing very well when the Godfather kisses someone on the mouth it is the kiss of death. The next week the Godfather walks up to his capo again and notices he is a shaken man. ‘My son, why do you fear me so?” the Godfather asks. The guy explains to him. The Godfather said, “Ha ha, look, Charlie, I don’t want to kill you, I want to bang you. I explain to people when they ask if I ran down south after 911. I tell them I am witness protected. I was relocated to South Carolina. I don’t really care who knows where I am for one simple reason, I fear no man, women yes but men no.

For those who think my spelling sucks, well, I work alone, I edit myself, I am dyslexic so I do the best I can with the tools I was handed from God. I am hated by most publishers because of some trouble I got into which will remain my trouble not yours. I am not welcome in the writing community because of my innovative ideas. The only club I am a member of is the side of right. I am not a bible pusher, nor am I a demon. I try to be original and never jump on any band wagon, I just refuse to do that. As I said before, I have loads of books out there somewhere, Amazon, Target, Ebookmall.com, lulu.com WB and have written over a million stories for many publications in the last forty some odd years. I punch up comedy for a few comedians but don’t really make a practice of that these days for one simple reason, they don’t tell others about me to keep me working for them. My only job these days, is writing books although an offer my way wont be out of the question, (hint, hint) I am not flawless, we all learn from out mistakes and for me, I am still learning. My brightest moment was when something I had written was on MSNBC.com but pulled that same day due to my opinions about a certain talk show hoe, oops, host, which will remain nameless but I can say her name rhymes with Okra Wind Free. I auditioned to be on a show called Fridays, and SNL but was turned down years ago. I told a friend of mine that I am turned down by the best, thats how I do business. I was a ghost writer on about thirty five books, some very popular, some not. I have written for loads of television, (punch up work)

So, thats about it, I am open for questions so feel free to e-mail me anytime. ( authorbobbyd@yahoo.com ) I do accept bribes, I come cheap so any offer will be taken under close consideration. My best advise to anyone reading this is advise that was given to me by Lenny Bruce when I was ten years old, Lenny Bruce told me, “Never be a name dropper.”

People seem to dislike me. They hate me with a passion but I don’t mind because of things I say and do. I know who I am, I say what I feel, I don’t stalk behind ones back. I think people are afraid to face the truths in their daily lives. I show them what is real, sometimes using humor and other times being serious. To be honest, my books do not sell, I am not a rich man, and I am always looking for new things to do. I do what I want when I want to and this and this alone is why people are afraid to read my work.

My greatest moment in life wasn’t anything I have written, but getting to meet some of the people I have admired through life. Harry Nilsson, who I got to be friends with before his death, The Firesign Theatre members, who I still stay in contact with through e-mail, Al Lewis, sitting with him at his resturant in the Village in NY, Soupy Sales, who said, show me a guy that is crazy as a loon and I’ll show you Caterino, not to mention others, so I wont. I had a blessed life.

To me, the difference of opinion is what makes us great. I can see things in the past, present, and future as you will soon see in my blogs here which will scare the pants off you. You don’t have to agree with my thoughts but you must admit when I am right. I also love a good debate but when the haters come, and there will be many just laugh at them as I do. They will have nothing to really add except for the name calling. I have for the most part, had many nice people comment me on my work as for the others, they just like busting my chops which I don’t mind, hey, I am Italian after all so I can take it. Since my first book, I have sold a few million, my goal so long ago was to sell one. (No one in my family, brothers, sisters, uncles, nephews, never read anything I have written in forty years, they said, “You can’t write.” To be fair,most of my family told me I couldn’t do lots of things I have done.

I am working on another horror thriller called “The Mindling”. it should be out mid summer when you order it, make sure you have a change of underwear.

I just finished THE WHITE HOUSE MAFIA, a political book about present times we are facing. I hope if you decide to read it, that you will learn something about this Country and those who are trying to end it as we know it. It can be found at:
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Haleigh Cummings~My Psychic Reading

The day this child went missing I saw that something was not lining up. I see the child as alive. The father, Ronald Cummings was working at the time the child was missing. His live in girlfriend of 17 was in charge of the children.

The girlfriend would sneak out once again in the name of fun, and always come home before the Childs father would. She knows the routine so well and has done this before. Earlier that morning, the seventeen year old has a relative over. He stole something from the home and the small childs father would discover it missing. They argued and the relative would walk away angry only to wait until the father would go to work. He was heading towards the home where he hid in the shadows and the seventeen year old was spotted leaving the home.

The relative would head over to the home still angry and found the door unlocked. He went in and sought revenge. He took the child and simply drove away. They were spotted in Knoxville but will be found on Tuesday Feb. 24th, ten miles before Nashville in a small community. The relative is trying to sell the child.

When we place our children in the hands of children, sometimes it’s as if we just don’t care but other times it is what we have to do. The seventeen year old girl living with the Father of these small children will be charged with obstruction. She will say that she is sorry but she just didn’t want her man to find out that she left the home. The girl will be found and all will get what is coming to them.

Update: I am tired, weak and heading home after scoing out a lot of things. This poor little girl was suposed to have been returned by now. Their are a few people keeping secrets and they just wont understand how important that is to this missing soul. They wont find her if all the puzzle parts are not handed to the people putting this jig saw together.

Some people close to this case are afraid of losing what they have but at what cost? If these people don’t do the right thing and soon, little Haleigh will be found but like so many others it will be too late.

The panic is in and some will act in haste. I am pleeding for the three people that know things but who are not telling the true facts to do so now. You know who you are. I am just so tired.