Happy Holidays

I just want to wish all of you a wonderful Holiday Season. I hope your Holidays are spent with loved ones. Life is just to short to waste one minute. So please surround yourselves with those you love the most. Reach out to friends you haven't spoken to in a while,and wish them well. It's almost time for the healing to begin. The reign of terror is almost over. Only thirty days left until that village in Texas gets their idiot back. I hope our fight has not been for not. The first 100 days will tell the real story.



If you don't think that kindness and compassion are contagious,then my friends you are sadly mistaken.

Happy Holidays,

The Fokker

Our Good Brother Is Down ,Not Out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

To all of you, who have not had the pleasure of meeting Billy, let me introduce you. "BJ" as he is know to his friends, has been through quite a bit in his career. From Reagan's special present for 15,000, to now battling a heart that has a mind of it's own. Let's just say it wants to beat to it's own drum. Billy, I want to thank you for all you have given to both Labor organizations in our profession. I want to thank you for all your work in the Legislative arena. I wish you a speedy recovery, you are truly missed. Please, stay home, rest up, and get better, we need you here to "Happy Dance" when the time comes. Margie, take care of him like I know only you can. Happy Holidays, and come back soon, but not too soon.

All my best,

Allen





If you don't think that "BJ","The Prez",and "The Wiz" all don't have big hearts for the sacrifices they've made to our profession , then my friends you are sadly mistaken.

You've got "NEWSHOE'S"

We all have issue's, every single one of us. I guess it's how we deal with those issues that sets each of us apart. So if we all have issues ,why can some people cope, and others just fall apart? Do we learn how to deal with lives difficulties from our surroundings? Is it those surroundings that create our tough outer shells that protect us day in and day out? What makes two siblings that grow in up in the very same environment, so different?

Sometimes I wish life was a Kung Fu episode, so I could ask Master Po the difficult questions, only to be answered with a riddle or question. I guess most of us feel we only have part of the answers we really need. Maybe some questions aren't meant to be asked. Maybe some things aren't supposed to be common knowledge.

Is it wrong when you take solace in the fact that your life isn't as messed up as other people's. Wow look at how screwed up that poor bastard is, my life is pretty good. I think life boils down to perspective, we each create happiness or despair based on that view.

I really don't where I am going with all this, call it therapy, boredom, frustration, or all three.
I don't want to know all the answers, I don't think any of us could carry that burden.

So let me just pick one question. Why do women think that Men are so complex? We are simple creatures. Feed us, Sex us, tell us how wonderful we are, and leave us alone right when we get home and when the game is on. Is that really too much to ask? And one last request, we heard you the first thousand times on your tyrate. Loosen the bone Wilma, let it go, relax, or how about just STFU.
You choose.






My friends if you think you truly understand the other sex, then my friend write a friggin book and let the rest of us in on it, please.


Angry Fokker

No matter how bad it gets, it could always be worse!

I not just talking about the economy, but life in general. Seeing someone you love dearly, dying in a hospice, will give you some instant perspective on how fragile this life we live can truly be. It can all be gone in the blink of an eye. It's very easy to wallow in self pity, to feel sorry for oneself,
but then you realize everyday above ground is a gift.

With all the turmoil in this world we live in, I was blessed to watch my beautiful granddaughter put on Christmas music, and trim the tree with my lovely wife today. Suddenly I was overwhelmed with joy and hope. It's the simple things in this life that really matter!

The opportunity everyday to touch someone else in a positive manner, is the true gift of humanity. During this holiday season those of us that are blessed with more, must reach out to those who have less. It's not the governments job, it is humanities task to help one another.

Without simple acts of kindness, this life is wasted. It's much easier to be kind, than to be cruel.
So I ask everyone to reach out and touch another brother or sister with one simple act of kindness this holiday season. Call it Karma, Paying it forward, Simple acts of kindness, or just giving to those who have less. But whatever you call it, just go out and do it.

So many of our men and women in the Military will be spending Christmas away from home again. To all that serve , I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Be safe, and come home soon.





Well my friends if you don't think it is every person's responsibility to help out one another in these difficult times, then my friends you are sadly mistaken.



Angry Fokker

Live your passion today, tomorrow might be too late!

My favorite Auntie in the whole world has battled Cancer for 13 years. She is an extraordinary human being. She got her Bachelors degree after she turned sixty. She was my Mothers guardian angel when they were growing up. She went into a hospice today, it's so hard to hold back the tears.

I am sharing this personal tragedy with you for one reason. Live each day like there is no tomorrow. This doesn't mean don't plan for the future, this means don't blink and let your hopes and dreams pass you bye. Make a bucket list, or whatever you want to call it, an do everything on it!

Time is short in this life, it will pass you bye in the blink of a eye. Please don't waste one more second. We often times are so busy, that we forget to tell the ones around us, how much we love them. We take time for granted, it's the only thing we can never stop, or get back the time we've lost.
I know that Cancer has touched many of our loved ones. It is a horrible, ruthless disease. I just hope someday we can cure this awful disease. So make this life count, make every word mean something, don't let this wonderful life pass you bye.

I leave you with this one thought:

The words we say mean something, they have a life all of their own, they cut through all matter flesh to stone, they are mightier than the sword.




If you don't think this life is too short, and that time doesn't really matter, than my friends you are sadly mistaken.


Angry Fokker

In a state of perpetual sleep.

For the next 48 days many bloggers, yours truly included don't have much to write about these days. It's a huge waiting game. In my profession it is a continuous state of fear and disgust. After over 2 1/2 years without a contract and management still acting with impunity, its quite frightening. I truly feel sorry for the new generation. I hope they someday might see what our great profession is really supposed to be like.

Enough about work, as the Holiday season is almost upon us, I wish all of you, a truly Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year. Karma is laying in wait for those that in the last eight years have taken advantage of the American people. You can call it whatever you like, A day of reckoning, Karma, or simply some long overdue payback. Just know it is coming. Forty eight days, 6 weeks, we can do this standing on our heads. But like I have said all along, we must come together, in one common front and return America to it's former greatness. Nothing less will do!!!!

So keep your heads down, let the dust settle, and enjoy knowing that change is coming.






And if you don't think that village in Texas that lost their idiot for eight years wants him back, then my friends you are sadly mistaken.

Angry Fokker