<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477</id><updated>2011-08-27T08:30:44.390-04:00</updated><category term='Memories In The Morning'/><category term='From The Waltons to Children Of A Lesser God'/><title type='text'>Rick Cropper Writes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-4929584147994404911</id><published>2011-05-05T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T10:24:02.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Osama Usama We-sama: Show me the body!</title><summary type='text'>O WHOM? O WHAT? PROVE IT!

 The Late George Carlin said many times, “I do not believe anything that our government says about anything, ever!”
 
While I would not wish to diminish the laudable efforts of an American team of heroes who may have, indeed, accomplished the great coup of killing Osama Bin Laden, I am not yet sold.

Two misgivings trouble me.

Foremost, show me the body.
Don’t ask me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/4929584147994404911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/4929584147994404911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2011/05/osama-usama-we-sama-show-me-body.html' title='Osama Usama We-sama: Show me the body!'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-982032682291652261</id><published>2011-04-08T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:56:30.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Westboro "Baptist" Church - An Apocolypse of Protest</title><summary type='text'>Regarding the Westboro “Baptist” Church, I am quite passionate about their issue.....

Since a self-proclaimed "Church" sees their goal to deliver further trauma and hate to the families of the military, gays, supporters of Gay Rights (Elizabeth Taylor), supporters of the military, etc., it would seem simple to protest equally at all of Westboro's services, funerals of their membership, at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/982032682291652261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/982032682291652261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2011/04/westboro-baptist-church-apocolypse-of.html' title='Westboro &quot;Baptist&quot; Church - An Apocolypse of Protest'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-260576136899879415</id><published>2010-11-29T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:48:40.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporations More Threatened Than People</title><summary type='text'> THANK GOD FOR HOMELAND SECURITY?

              As an American, I am under-whelmed by the fact that our government, and several like-minded European governments, have the stealth capability to routinely shut down &amp; cut the access to a website called "Pirate Bay," which offers open source programs and downloads to copyrighted movies, applications, and costly programs. This huge threat boils down </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/260576136899879415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/260576136899879415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2010/11/corporations-more-threatened-than.html' title='Corporations More Threatened Than People'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-389761427501896913</id><published>2010-11-24T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T13:47:38.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Calico Conversation</title><summary type='text'>A CALICO CONVERSATION

A Calico cat and I chatted today.
He didn’t say nuthin’ and I didn’t say much.
Comfortable,
on a wooden bench on a porch on a farm.

My approach disturbed his solace.
“I’m not here to bother you,” I explained, looking into his eyes.
Back down he laid.
Cats know. Calico Cats know in crazy.

We just sat, my hand rubbing Calico’s head.
Until time to go came, our side-by-side </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/389761427501896913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/389761427501896913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2010/11/calico-conversation.html' title='Calico Conversation'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-7160597549249560865</id><published>2010-10-27T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T15:30:12.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congress' Impotent Decisions</title><summary type='text'>IMPOTENT DECISIONS

Do you have important decisions to make before you leave work today?
Did you have to finish important work yesterday? Do you have a personal, critical deadline for tomorrow?

Do what Congress does. Walk away from it. Go on vacation. Make a determined decision not to decide. Most important, take no significant action that could make you look bad in the coming months.

Put off </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/7160597549249560865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/7160597549249560865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2010/10/congress-impotent-decisions.html' title='Congress&apos; Impotent Decisions'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-6454101620220174217</id><published>2010-06-28T11:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T11:53:58.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Ducks &amp; Jean Marie</title><summary type='text'>I normally pack everything meticulously.Somehow, the mini-mac's mouse didn't get put in the "mac bag" along with everything else related to the Mac.Only two boxes remain to be opened from my time in Raleigh.Trucking out in the heat to the shed this morning, I chose the easy one. The one marked "Phones &amp; OC Toys."In the top was a bag of ducks. Anyone who knows me and the big tub that bathes me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/6454101620220174217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/6454101620220174217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2010/06/yellow-ducks-jean-marie.html' title='Yellow Ducks &amp; Jean Marie'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-5857091192933338070</id><published>2010-01-08T14:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:05:34.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Care Reform: Tit for Tat</title><summary type='text'>Health Care Reform:On Tuesday, the Senate health committee voted 12-11 in favor of a two-page amendment that would require all Members and their staffs to enroll in any newly passed government-run health plan.If our Congress forces the touted health care reform package on the American people, then Congress should have to accept the same level of health care for themselves and their families. To </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/5857091192933338070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/5857091192933338070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2010/01/health-care-reform-tit-for-tat.html' title='Health Care Reform: Tit for Tat'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-2637498225546848647</id><published>2009-10-16T14:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:01:15.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day Thursday</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} w\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);}  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }  &lt;![endif</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/2637498225546848647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/2637498225546848647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2009/10/rainy-day-thursday.html' title='Rainy Day Thursday'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/StjA9Xj0fPI/AAAAAAAAFOI/JIaz3JPgyFM/s72-c/B%27Day+full+size.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-7552143969226451469</id><published>2008-01-02T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:57:04.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories In The Morning'/><title type='text'>A Tami New Year</title><summary type='text'>A Tami New YearThere is no New Year that comes that I don’t miss Tami.She taught me the home-spun New Year’s Day fashions of the proper South. No matter what was happening in our lives, we gathered at her old beach-side house for Hopping John, collards and black-eyed peas. Tami always did the cooking. I brought the wine.I’ve not cared for New Year’s Day or Easter, either, since Tami passed away. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/7552143969226451469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/7552143969226451469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2008/01/tami-new-year.html' title='A Tami New Year'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-7399674493421434364</id><published>2007-12-12T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:56:50.050-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories In The Morning'/><title type='text'>A December Morning</title><summary type='text'>A December Morning with Aunt MariettaI sit on the porch this December morning, a borrowed Labrador at my feet; the laptop perched in my lap.My Aunt Marietta comes to mind today. Maybe because I have a doctor’s appointment.Aunt Marietta was the eldest of my Grandmother’s eight daughters. For many years, if I was close enough to provide the service, I ferried two of my aunts who live in Ocean City,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/7399674493421434364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/7399674493421434364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-morning.html' title='A December Morning'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4945216165860473477.post-7916903658715944634</id><published>2007-12-11T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:56:50.050-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories In The Morning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From The Waltons to Children Of A Lesser God'/><title type='text'>Has Rick Cropper gone from Pink to Plain?</title><summary type='text'>The "Rick Cropper Writes" Blog &amp; rickcropper.com will be devoted to showcasing and transport  of the witty whatta-cisms from the the serious side of my brain. Any other-side-of-the-brain writing will carry a warning, a fore-warning, or a foreclosure.Please give me your thoughts towards the simplicity of this page, and/or the look of my new in-production template, which looks so professionally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/7916903658715944634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4945216165860473477/posts/default/7916903658715944634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickcropper.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-it-too-plain.html' title='Has Rick Cropper gone from Pink to Plain?'/><author><name>David Dypsky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16199277304549073686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fn4yHH_Af4E/R3vhgDuY_aI/AAAAAAAAC24/964Sz-jXSX4/S220/UR_Top_of_Business_Card.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
