Wednesday, February 10, 2016

"To Feminist Consternation, Hillary is being Judged as an Individual, Not as a Women"*

"As all the world knows, Felony Clinton is a corrupt old bag whose candidacy has no reason to exist beyond her lust for power and sense of entitlement. She had nothing to offer eight years ago and has nothing now. Her 'ideas,' such as they are, are pilfered from the NY Times and Huffington Post. The next original thought she has will be her first. That a demented old socialist relic that talks like he has ball bearings in his mouth and bits of Das Kapital swirling in his damaged brain could bury her in the New Hampshire snow proves just how radioactive she is even to Leftists."  -Bandido

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"Hillary is a feminist the same way 0bama is a constitutional law professor.

Madam's in-your-face "vote for me because I'm a woman" meme is so condescending that it has even turned off a good portion of the low information democrat base. And those folks generally aren't bright enough to realize when their intelligence is being insulted.

"But the fact that they're going for Bernie as an alternative allays all my concerns of there actually being some intelligent life among that group." - Clivus Multrum

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(These comments are in response to this article.)

*Title of the Article by Jonah Goldberg, and it's a perfect one. It says everything you need to know about today's "feminism".

Being judged as an individual, not as a woman, was the GOAL of real Feminism.


Monday, February 08, 2016

Quote(s) of the Day

We spend the first twelve months of our children's lives teaching them to walk and talk and the next twelve years telling them to sit down and shut up.

-Phyllis Diller

Tranquillizers work only if you follow the advice on the bottle -  "Keep away from children".

-Phyllis Diller

Most children threaten at times to run away from home. This is the only thing that keeps some parents going.

-Phyllis Diller

Friday, February 05, 2016

For all the Little Sanders' Snowflakes...


How Socialism Works 

Comment of the Day! Wins the Internets...

I can't wait to see that (media) endorsement:

 "Despite being under FBI investigation and likely indictment for compromising national security, despite her cavalier and callous disregard for those killed on her watch as Secretary of State, despite flagrantly cheating during the primary process, despite showing visible signs of being physically and mentally compromised, despite her vindictive, petty, and childish manner in dealing with opposition, and despite her delusional Captain Queeg-style obsession with a non-existent vast conspiracy to destroy her, we believe that Hillary Clinton is better suited to lead this country than her Republican opponent."

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Man that's a perceptive look at the dems and their candidate...


Economics and Human Nature

It's frustrating that the Right can't explain the basics to voters. Most Americans seem to be utterly ignorant of the most basic things.

Economics, for example.

It's not hard to understand AT ALL...if you just do it right.

The LAWS of Economics are nothing more than Human Nature.

If a person gets slapped every time he does something, he'll stop doing it,

If a person gets rewarded every time he does something, he'll keep doing it.

 Human Nature 101.

If you tax (slap) businesses, you get fewer businesses. If you regulate (slap) businesses you get fewer businesses. (less money in the economy, less prosperity for everyone)

If you give businesses tax breaks (reward), you get more businesses, if you limit regulation to sensible protections (reward) you get more businesses. (more money in the economy, more prosperity for everyone)

Economics 101.

People open businesses to make money.  If government creates a climate in which business can't make money, they will close, or move out of a State or the Country, and enrich some other State or Country, and the citizens thereof.

And that is BAD for everyone at home.

They will take all the jobs, taxes, health care, insurance policies and pensions, goods & services that they provided with them. People will be out of work, govt will get fewer taxes, workers will lose health care & insurance and pensions, and society will lose the goods and services that business provided.

Industries who supplied the business with raw materials, personnel, cleaning services, accounting and legal services, buildings and factories rentals, or construction companies that would have built new offices or plants...all lose money when that business closes.

And that in turn affects the vendors and suppliers of all those businesses, whose income has been reduced and therefore their outlay must be as well.

Businesses are PEOPLE. Economics is PEOPLE. It really is that simple.


Thursday, February 04, 2016

From the Mailbag...

The light turned orange as he approached the traffic lights.
He did the right thing and stopped at the crosswalk, even
though he might have beaten the red light by accelerating
through the intersection.

The tailgating woman behind him was furious and honked her
horn, screaming in frustration, as she missed her chance
to get through the intersection.

As she was still in mid-rant, she heard a tap on her
window and looked up into the face of a very serious police officer.

The officer ordered her to exit her car with her hands up.
He took her to the police station where she was searched,
fingerprinted, photographed and placed in a holding cell.

After a couple of hours, a policeman approached the cell
and opened the door.

She was escorted back to the booking desk where the
arresting officer was waiting with her personal effects.
He said, ''I'm very sorry for this mistake. You see, I
pulled up behind your car while you were blowing your
horn, giving the guy in front of you the finger and cursing at him.

I noticed the 'What Would Jesus Do' bumper sticker, the
'Choose Life' license plate holder, the 'Follow Me to
Sunday-School' bumper sticker, and the chrome-plated
Christian fish emblem on the trunk, so naturally .....

I assumed you had stolen the car.''

Tuesday, February 02, 2016

What, Exactly, Just Happened?

I don't do bumper stickers, but I have one that says "Cruz" on my car.

I gave money to his campaign; twice.

I say he's my preferred candidate, when asked, because he's a staunch conservative constitutionalist, like me.

But when I read the news this morning that Cruz had won in Iowa, I didn't feel happy.

I was disappointed.

I realized at that moment, I wished Trump had won.

In spite of it everything, including what I used to call my better judgement... seems I'm sort of falling for Donald.


Monday, February 01, 2016

Quote of the Day

".... the point of conservatism is to lose gracefully...."

-Gregory Hood

Given the non-action and the limp-wristed, spineless behavior of the so-called "Conservatives" in Congress, and their supporters and defenders, I'm afraid I'm starting to agree.

I've identified as a Constitutional Conservative for a long time now...but that label doesn't seem to really MEAN anything considering how it's thrown around to get votes and sympathy and money...but never results in anything actually getting done.

Is it the weakness of the ideology? Is it the weakness of the people?

Is it the corruption by the people of the ideology?

All I know is that for whatever reason, it ain't workin'.


Prepare for Truth; Prepare to Cry


by Frank Schaeffer of the Washington Post

     Before my son became a Marine, I never thought much about who was defending me. Now when I read of the war on terrorism or the conflict in Iraq, it cuts to my heart. When I see a picture of a member of our military who has been killed, I read his or her name very carefully. Sometimes I cry.

     When the barrel-chested Marine recruiter showed up in dress blues and bedazzled my son John, I did not stand in the way. John was headstrong, and he seemed to understand these stern, clean men with straight backs and flawless uniforms. I did not. I live in the Volvo-driving, higher education-worshiping North Shore of Boston. I write novels for a living. I have never served in the military.

     It had been hard enough sending my two older children off to Georgetown and New York University. John's enlisting was unexpected, so deeply unsettling. I did not relish the prospect of answering the question, "So where is John going to college?" from the parents who were itching to tell me all about how their son or daughter was going to Harvard. At the private high school John attended, no other students were going into the military.

     "But aren't the Marines terribly Southern?" asked one perplexed mother while standing next to me at the brunch following graduation. "What a waste, he was such a good student," said another parent. One parent (a professor at a nearby and rather famous university) spoke up at a school meeting and suggested that the school should "carefully evaluate what went wrong."

     When John graduated from three months of boot camp on Parris Island, 3000 parents and friends were on the parade deck stands. We parents and our Marines not only were of many races but also were representative of many economic classes. Many were poor. Some arrived crammed in the backs of pickups, others by bus. John told me that a lot of parents could not afford the trip.

     We in the audience were white and Native American. We were Hispanic, Arab, and African American, and Asian. We were former Marines wearing the scars of battle, or at least baseball caps emblazoned with battles' names. We were Southern whites from Nashville and skinheads from New Jersey, black kids from Cleveland wearing ghetto rags and white ex-cons with ham-hock forearms defaced by jailhouse tattoos. We would not have been mistaken for the educated and well-heeled parents gathered on the lawns of John's private school a half-year before.

     After graduation one new Marine told John, "Before I was a Marine, if I had ever seen you on my block I would've probably killed you just because you were standing there." This was a serious statement from one of John's good friends, a black ex-gang member from Detroit who, as John said, "would die for me now, just like I'd die for him."

     My son has connected me to my country in a way that I was too selfish and insular to experience before. I feel closer to the waitress at our local diner than to some of my oldest friends. She has two sons in the Corps. They are facing the same dangers as my boy. When the guy who fixes my car asks me how John is doing, I know he means it. His younger brother is in the Navy.

     Why were I and the other parents at my son's private school so surprised by his choice? During World War II, the sons and daughters of the most powerful and educated families did their bit. If the idea of the immorality of the Vietnam War was the only reason those lucky enough to go to college dodged the draft, why did we not encourage our children to volunteer for military service once that war was done?

     Have we wealthy and educated Americans all become pacifists? Is the world a safe place? Or have we just gotten used to having somebody else defend us? What is the future of our democracy when the sons and daughters of the janitors at our elite universities are far more likely to be put in harm's way than are any of the students whose dorms their parents clean?

     I feel shame because it took my son's joining the Marine Corps to make me take notice of who is defending me. I feel hope because perhaps my son is part of a future "greatest generation.” As the storm clouds of war gather, at least I know that I can look the men and women in uniform in the eye. My son is one of them. He is the best I have to offer. He is my heart.

Brilliant Essay Explaining it All...

Donald Trump is Vulgar, Shocking and Right

 by Tucker Carlson

About 15 years ago, I said something nasty on CNN about Donald Trump’s hair. I can’t now remember the context, assuming there was one. In any case, Trump saw it and left a message the next day.

“It’s true you have better hair than I do,” Trump said matter-of-factly. “But I get more pussy than you do.” Click.

At the time, I’d never met Trump and I remember feeling amused but also surprised he’d say something like that. Now the pattern seems entirely familiar. The message had all the hallmarks of a Trump attack: shocking, vulgar and indisputably true.

Not everyone finds it funny. On my street in Northwest Washington, D.C., there’s never been anyone as unpopular as Trump. The Democrats assume he’s a bigot, pandering to the morons out there in the great dark space between Georgetown and Brentwood. The Republicans (those relatively few who live here) fully agree with that assessment, and they hate him even more. They sense Trump is a threat to them personally, to their legitimacy and their livelihoods. Idi Amin would get a warmer reception in our dog park.

I understand it of course. And, except in those moments when the self-righteous silliness of rich people overwhelms me and I feel like moving to Maine, I can see their points, some of them anyway. Trump might not be my first choice for president. I’m not even convinced he really wants the job. He’s smart enough to know it would be tough for him to govern.

But just because Trump is an imperfect candidate doesn’t mean his candidacy can’t be instructive. Trump could teach Republicans in Washington a lot if only they stopped posturing long enough to watch carefully. Here’s some of what they might learn:

He Exists Because You Failed

American presidential elections usually amount to a series of overcorrections: Clinton begat Bush, who produced Obama, whose lax border policies fueled the rise of Trump. In the case of Trump, though, the GOP shares the blame, and not just because his fellow Republicans misdirected their ad buys or waited so long to criticize him. Trump is in part a reaction to the intellectual corruption of the Republican Party. That ought to be obvious to his critics, yet somehow it isn’t.

Consider the conservative nonprofit establishment, which seems to employ most right-of-center adults in Washington. Over the past 40 years, how much donated money have all those think tanks and foundations consumed? Billions, certainly. (Someone better at math and less prone to melancholy should probably figure out the precise number.) Has America become more conservative over that same period? Come on. Most of that cash went to self-perpetuation: Salaries, bonuses, retirement funds, medical, dental, lunches, car services, leases on high-end office space, retreats in Mexico, more fundraising. Unless you were the direct beneficiary of any of that, you’d have to consider it wasted.

Pretty embarrassing. And yet they’re not embarrassed. Many of those same overpaid, underperforming tax-exempt sinecure-holders are now demanding that Trump be stopped. Why? Because, as his critics have noted in a rising chorus of hysteria, Trump represents “an existential threat to conservatism.”

Let that sink in. Conservative voters are being scolded for supporting a candidate they consider conservative because it would be bad for conservatism? And by the way, the people doing the scolding? They’re the ones who’ve been advocating for open borders, and nation-building in countries whose populations hate us, and trade deals that eliminated jobs while enriching their donors, all while implicitly mocking the base for its worries about abortion and gay marriage and the pace of demographic change. Now they’re telling their voters to shut up and obey, and if they don’t, they’re liberal

It turns out the GOP wasn’t simply out of touch with its voters; the party had no idea who its voters were or what they believed. For decades, party leaders and intellectuals imagined that most Republicans were broadly libertarian on economics and basically neoconservative on foreign policy. That may sound absurd now, after Trump has attacked nearly the entire Republican catechism (he savaged the Iraq War and hedge fund managers in the same debate) and been greatly rewarded for it, but that was the assumption the GOP brain trust operated under. They had no way of knowing otherwise. The only Republicans they talked to read the Wall Street Journal too.

On immigration policy, party elders were caught completely by surprise. Even canny operators like Ted Cruz didn’t appreciate the depth of voter anger on the subject. And why would they? If you live in an affluent ZIP code, it’s hard to see a downside to mass low-wage immigration. Your kids don’t go to public school. You don’t take the bus or use the emergency room for health care. No immigrant is competing for your job. (The day Hondurans start getting hired as green energy lobbyists is the day my neighbors become nativists.) Plus, you get cheap servants, and get to feel welcoming and virtuous while paying them less per hour than your kids make at a summer job on Nantucket. It’s all good.

Apart from his line about Mexican rapists early in the campaign, Trump hasn’t said anything especially shocking about immigration. Control the border, deport lawbreakers, try not to admit violent criminals — these are the ravings of a Nazi? This is the “ghost of George Wallace” that a Politico piece described last August? A lot of Republican leaders think so.
No wonder their voters are rebelling.

Truth Is Not Only A Defense, It’s Thrilling

When was the last time you stopped yourself from saying something you believed to be true for fear of being punished or criticized for saying it? If you live in America, it probably hasn’t been long. That’s not just a talking point about political correctness. It’s the central problem with our national conversation, the main reason our debates are so stilted and useless. You can’t fix a problem if you don’t have the words to describe it. You can’t even think about it clearly.

This depressing fact made Trump’s political career. In a country where almost everyone in public life lies reflexively, it’s thrilling to hear someone say what he really thinks, even if you believe he’s wrong. It’s especially exciting when you suspect he’s right.

A temporary ban on Muslim immigration? That sounds a little extreme (meaning nobody else has said it recently in public). But is it? Millions of Muslims have moved to Western Europe over the past 50 years, and a sizable number of them still haven’t assimilated.

Instead, they remain hostile and sometimes dangerous to the cultures that welcomed them. By any measure, that experiment has failed. What’s our strategy for not repeating it here, especially after San Bernardino—attacks that seemed to come out of nowhere? Invoke American exceptionalism and hope for the best? Before Trump, that was the plan.

Republican primary voters should be forgiven for wondering who exactly is on the reckless side of this debate. At the very least, Trump seems like he wants to protect the country.

Evangelicals understand this better than most. You read surveys that indicate the majority of Christian conservatives support Trump, and then you see the video: Trump on stage with pastors, looking pained as they pray over him, misidentifying key books in the New Testament, and in general doing a ludicrous imitation of a faithful Christian, the least holy roller ever. You wonder as you watch this: How could they be that dumb? He’s so obviously faking it.

They know that already. I doubt there are many Christian voters who think Trump could recite the Nicene Creed, or even identify it. Evangelicals have given up trying to elect one of their own. What they’re looking for is a bodyguard, someone to shield them from mounting (and real) threats to their freedom of speech and worship. Trump fits that role nicely, better in fact than many church-going Republicans. For eight years, there was a born-again in the White House. How’d that work out for Christians, here and in Iraq?

Washington Really Is Corrupt

Everyone beats up on Washington, but most of the people I know who live here love it. Of course they do. It’s beautiful, the people are friendly, we’ve got good restaurants, not to mention full employment and construction cranes on virtually every corner. If you work on Capitol Hill or downtown, it’s hard to walk back from lunch without seeing someone you know. It’s a warm bath. Nobody wants to leave.

But let’s pretend for a second this isn’t Washington. Let’s imagine it’s the capital of an African country, say Burkina Faso, and we are doing a study on corruption. Probably the first question we’d ask: How many government officials have close relatives who make a living by influencing government spending? A huge percentage of them? OK. Case closed. Ouagadougou is obviously a very corrupt city.

That’s how the rest of the country views D.C. Washington is probably the richest city in America because the people who live there have the closest proximity to power. That seems obvious to most voters. It’s less obvious to us, because everyone here is so cheerful and familiar, and we’re too close to it. Chairman so-and-so’s son-in-law lobbies the committee? That doesn’t seem corrupt. He’s such a good guy.

All of which explains why almost nobody in Washington caught the significance of Trump’s finest moment in the first debate. One of the moderators asked, in effect: if you’re so opposed to Hillary Clinton, why did she come to your last wedding? It seemed like a revealing, even devastating question.

Trump’s response, delivered without pause or embarrassment: Because I paid her to be there. As if she was the wedding singer, or in charge of the catering.

Even then, I’ll confess, I didn’t get it. (Why would you pay someone to come to your wedding?) But the audience did. Trump is the ideal candidate to fight Washington corruption not simply because he opposes it, but because he has personally participated in it. He’s not just a reformer; like most effective populists, he’s a whistleblower, a traitor to his class.

Before he became the most ferocious enemy American business had ever known, Teddy Roosevelt was a rich guy. His privilege wasn't incidental; it was key to his appeal. Anyone can peer through the window in envy. It takes a real man to throw furniture through it from the inside.

If Trump is leading a populist movement, many of his Republican critics have joined an elitist one. Deriding Trump is an act of class solidarity, visible evidence of refinement and proof that you live nowhere near a Wal-Mart. Early last summer, in a piece that greeted Trump when he entered the race, National Review described the candidate as “a ridiculous buffoon with the worst taste since Caligula.” Virtually every other critique of Trump from the right has voiced similar aesthetic concerns.

Why is the Party of Ideas suddenly so fixated on fashion and hair? Maybe all dying institutions devolve this way, from an insistence on intellectual rigor to a flabby preoccupation with appearances. It happened in the Episcopal Church, once renowned for its liturgy, now a stop on architectural and garden tours. Only tourists go there anymore.

He Could Win

Of all the dumb things that have been said about Trump by people who were too slow to get finance jobs and therefore wound up in journalism, perhaps the stupidest of all is the one you hear most: He’ll get killed in the general! This is a godsend for Democrats! Forty-state wipeout! And so it goes mindlessly on.

Actually — and this is no endorsement of Trump, just an interjection of reality — that’s a crock. Of the Republicans now running, Trump likely has the best chance to beat Hillary Clinton, for two reasons:

First, he’s the only Republican who can meaningfully expand the pie. Polls show a surprisingly large number of Democrats open to Trump. In one January survey by the polling form Mercury Analytics , almost 20 percent said they’d consider crossing over to him from Hillary. Even if that’s double the actual number, it’s still stunning. Could Ted Cruz expect to draw that many Democrats? Could Jeb?

It’s an article of faith in Washington that Trump would tank the party’s prospects with minority voters. Sounds logical, especially if you’re a sensitive white liberal who considers the suggestion of a border wall a form of hate speech, but consider the baseline. In the last election, Romney got 6 percent of the black vote, and 27 percent of Hispanics. Trump, who’s energetic, witty and successful, will do worse? I wouldn’t bet on it.

But the main reason Trump could win is because he’s the only candidate hard enough to call Hillary’s bluff. Republicans will say almost anything about Hillary, but almost none challenge her basic competence. She may be evil, but she’s tough and accomplished. This we know, all of us.

But do we? Or is this understanding of Hillary just another piety we repeat out of unthinking habit, the political equivalent of, “you can be whatever you want to be,” or “breakfast is the most important meal of the day”? Trump doesn’t think Hillary is impressive and strong. He sees her as brittle and afraid.

He may be right, based on his exchange with her just before Christmas. During a speech in Grand Rapids, Michigan, Trump said Hillary had been “schlonged” by Obama in the 2008 race. In response, the Clinton campaign called Trump a sexist. It’s a charge Hillary has leveled against virtually every opponent she’s faced, but Trump responded differently.
Instead of scrambling to donate to breast cancer research, he pointed out that Hillary spent years attacking the alleged victims of her husband’s sexual assaults. That ended the conversation almost immediately.

It was the most effective possible response, though more obvious than brilliant. Why was Trump the only Republican to use it?

Republican primary voters may be wondering the same thing. Or maybe they already know. They seem to know a lot about Trump, more than the people who run their party. They know that he isn’t a conventional ideological conservative. They seem relieved. They can see that he’s emotionally incontinent. They find it exciting.

Washington Republicans look on at this in horror, their suspicions confirmed. Beneath the thin topsoil of rural conservatism, they see the seeds of proto-fascism beginning to sprout. But that’s not quite right. Republicans in the states aren’t dangerous. They’ve just evaluated the alternatives and decided those are worse.

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Thursday, January 28, 2016

Eenie, Meenie, Mynie, Moe

The more I read about Donald Trump, the more I like him.

Of course, I can't abandon the "George Washington of our time", Ted Cruz, who would, without a shadow of a doubt make a GREAT president.

The supporters of Trump seem to think Cruz is an establishment guy, bought and paid for by Goldman Sachs (and all that entails and signifies...)

The supporters of Cruz seems to think Trump is a closet liberal who will work with Pelosi and Reid to institute liberal policies while freezing out the Conservatives, that he's a buffoon, an idiot & a crybaby (and all that entails and signifies...)


Cruz is a staunch Conservative, has been one his entire public life, scares the crap out of the Washington Cartel and they HATE him for it. He is a profound, unwavering, totally committed Constitutionalist. He will burn down the Washington Cartel if he's elected President. He will cut the Central Government down to Constitutional size and power, he will restore our liberty and return our nation to the founding principles.

Vote for Cruz!

Trump is an accomplished businessman, who has dealt with the corrupt, grasping, leviathan, rapacious government his entire adult life, negotiating the rules, regulations, limitations, permissions, graft and greed of government cronies and stooges.

He gets it. He knows that bad government has destroyed the greatness of America, and he aims to fix it. He's a master tactician, a deal-maker that gets the deals HE wants. He knows how to use the media, the "narrative" and especially his enemies to get what he wants. He can't be intimidated, cowed, shamed, bought, hustled or bullshitted.Those are useful skills in a President.

I believe he's sincere, if not quite as specific about the details as Cruz. But he has made his policy on two critical issues abundantly clear:

1) Immigration
2) Second Amendment

If we halt and get a handle on immigration, and We The People keep our guns, we will have a country to save and the means to do it.

Vote for Trump!

They are both badasses.  They're both unconventional, revolutionary & fearless in their own way. The very character of man we need. And either one (it is to be hoped) will make a great American President, uniquely suited for these perilous times.


Why Didn't We Listen?

In the Spirit of Football

I am not a big football fan, but I like Peyton Manning.  Here's one reason why.

Legendary quarterback Peyton Manning no doubt receives stacks of fan mail every day. However, one letter from an Alaska woman got his attention, and led to a call from the police — and an incredible opportunity.

Kristen Patterson grew up in Indiana, a state where Manning used to play football with the Indianapolis Colts. Both the woman and her husband, Army Sgt. Ryan Patterson, are major fans of the NFL star.

When Kristen asked Manning to simply say “hello” to her veteran husband, she had no idea that he would even open the letter. What actually happened shocked her: She received a call from the Alaska State Troopers, who were trying to locate her on behalf of Peyton Manning.

“When I got a call from (an Alaska) State Trooper they asked if I wrote a letter to Peyton Manning,” Patterson said, according to 9News. It turns out that Manning wanted to meet with her and her husband, but couldn’t locate them.

That letter had apparently made a big impression on the star, who now plays for the Denver Broncos:

“My name is Kristen Patterson. I am writing to ask a question. You see my husband is a HUGE fan, and when I say HUGE I mean it. He is currently serving our country in the United States Army and has deployed twice to Afghanistan,” wrote the woman in her letter to Manning.

“He would set alarms to wake up at odd hours in the night just to listen to your football games. We recently had to move across the country for the Army and he tried to get us stationed in Colorado just so he could ensure that he would never miss your games.”

The letter continued, “We will be attending the Bengals vs. Broncos game on December 22, 2014, while home for the holidays, and it would mean so much to my husband if you might be able to find the time to just even say hello, not to mention it would make me to coolest wife ever of all time.”

“I know you are a busy man, and if you can’t, it will be ok. I just thought I might ask in the rare chance that you might agree to this,” Patterson’s letter explained.

When the police called Kristen, she was understandably confused about the call. However, the police explained that Manning had arranged the call in order to keep it a secret from Sgt. Patterson.

In her enthusiasm about writing the letter to the quarterback, Kristen Patterson had neglected to include her phone number or other contact information. Amazingly, Peyton Manning gave his personal assistants the task of tracking her down… all the way to Alaska.
According to Mad World News, both Kristen Patterson and Peyton Manning were able to keep the meeting secret until the day before the Bengals vs. Broncos football game.

The veteran of Afghanistan was clearly excited to meet the star player, but assumed that it would be an impersonal group interaction in the hotel lobby. Then Peyton Manning surprised the Patterson’s again: They were escorted to a private conference room for a one-on-one meeting with the famous quarterback.

When Manning arrived, he personally thanked Sgt. Patterson for his military service. “He seemed genuinely tickled that we lived in North Pole, Alaska. He said, ‘You guys are really hard to find,’” Ryan Patterson recalled.

“(Kristen) enjoyed the fact that she is the greatest wife ever and there was nothing I could ever do to top this,” the solider explained. “If you asked me who is the one person, anybody in the world, I want to meet, I would immediately say Peyton Manning and she made that happen.”

It would have been easy for Manning to simply ignore the letter — but he went out of his way to do something special for a veteran.

Here's another:

Cindy Harris, who was diagnosed with cancer about two years ago, was recently given approximately one month to live upon the sudden, rapid growth of the disease.

According to KRDO, her family immediately began making plans to try to get Harris to meet her favorite NFL quarterback, Peyton Manning of the Denver Broncos, whom she absolutely adores. They spread Harris’ story far and wide on social media and worked to get the attention of local media outlets.

Indeed, she did get the Denver Broncos’ attention. However, Manning wasn’t able to visit Harris as he was getting ready for the AFC Championship game against the New England Patriots.

So, instead, Manning called her on the phone.

“I just want you to know that I’m glad to hear you’re such a big Broncos fan and supporter of mine. And, I appreciate that and that you are in my thoughts and in my prayers,” Manning told her.

“I know you’re going through a tough fight right now and you have a lot of people pulling for you and praying for you and you can add me to that list,” he concluded.

No matter which team you pull for, you have to give a little love to Peyton Manning. He’s a class act.

Needless to say, Harris was absolutely thrilled by the personal call — and the two free playoff tickets donated to her by the Reserve Casino Hotel, which had also heard about her situation. She attended the game with her daughter Bri and said that they had an incredible time together among the roaring crowd.

“It’s a big memory,” Harris said. “I want (Bri) to take this back and remember. I love the Broncos and I am glad that they did this for me.”

Often the NFL can appear to be a cesspool of cheap hits, foul language and general thuggishness — however, Peyton Manning takes the NFL to another level with his class, kindness and respect for the game of football.

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