THE TYGRRRR EXPRESS

I have been trying to find the words to express on this Mother’s Day.

When I see my sentiments echoed by somebody else in a much better manner than I possibly could, I let that person take over.

I offer the words of Cinderella. Not the children’s storybook character…the 1980s hard rock band.

Lead Singer Tom Kiefer and the rest of the lads have put out many great hard rock songs and many beautiful love and power ballads, but on this day, one song shines through.

This Mother’s Day song came out in 1995.

It is off the “Still Climbing” album. It is called “Hard to find the words.”

Here is the audio clip.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hapdh3doHZk

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With that, here are the sentiments of Cinderella.

“Mama sometimes I feel inside
There’s nothing I can say
Nothing I can do
Could ever match the love you gave

You taught me how to live
Told me walk before you run
And you were always there to pick me up
Every time I’d have a fall

And mama I know there’s been times
When I didn’t always understand
By and by we do some growing up
And it makes just a little more sense

But sometimes it’s hard to find the words
But I’ll do the best that I can
Thank you for the love mama
It’s what made this boy a man

I know the road’s been long
And I know you’ve seen some rain
Making the best of what we had
I never heard you complain

When I look in the mirror today
Wondering could I be as strong
Could I give as much to someone else
As you gave to your son

And mama I know there’s been times
When we didn’t see eye to eye
By and by we do some growing up
And we understand the reasons why

But sometimes it’s hard to find the words
But I’ll do the best I can
Thank you for the love mama
It’s what made this boy a man

Many years have gone by
And I’ve been living them the best I can

And mama I know there’s been times
When I didn’t always understand
By and by we do some growing up
And it makes just a little more sense

But sometimes it’s hard to find the words
But I’ll do the best I can
Thank you for the love mama
It’s what made this boy a man.”

I cannot offer anything else that would surpass this.

I love you mom. You are the best mom a guy could ask for.

eric

On this Saturday, the Tygrrrr Express is Texas Bound and Flying.

The late Jerry Reed, aka the Snowman from the greatest trilogy of all time, Smokey and the Bandit, offered us “Eastbound and Down” in the first movie. Smokey and the Bandit II gave us the song that is the title of this column.

I am on a plane to Texas, and the bulk of the month of May will be spent there.

My columns for the next few weeks will be mostly pre-written.

So for those complaining that I am behind the times, I already told you I would be.

No, this will not be like Chevy Chase covering former Spanish dictator Francisco Franco, who is still dead.

I will not have updates on the death of President Gerald Ford.

When I say pre-written, I do not mean that far back.

Anyway, I have speaking engagements throughout Texas, some stops in Florida, and even a San Diego event as the undercard to Congresswoman Michele Bachmann (swoon) sandwiched inbetween everything else.

Here is my schedule.

Sunday, May 9, 2010—I will be speaking at a private afternoon event in Houston. Please contact Rita Huggler for details.

Monday, May 10, 2010—I will be speaking to the Northwest Forest Republican Women’s Federated in Houston, Texas, at 11am lunch. Please contact Pauline Adams for details.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010—I will be speaking to the Cy Fair Republican Women’s Federated in Houston, Texas, at an 11am lunch. Please contact Rita Parrish for details.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010—I will be speaking to the Woodlands Republican Women’s Federated in Houston, Texas, at lunch. Please contact Jackie Waters for details. Tentative

Wednesday, May 12, 2010—I will be speaking to the Austin Republican Women’s Federated in Texas, at a dinner. Please contact Diane Fulton for details.

Thursday, May 13, 2010—I will be speaking to the Galveston Island Pachyderm Club in Texas, at lunch. Please contact Rubye Brown for details.

Thursday, May 13, 2010—I will be speaking to the Lake Houston Shores Republican Women’s Federated in Houston, Texas at 6:30pm. Please contact Alex Akeson for details.

Friday, May 14, 2010—I will be speaking at the California Eagle Forum State Convention in San Diego at an evening dinner as the undercard to Michele Bachmann. Please contact Woody Woodrum for details.

Sunday, May 16, 2010—I will be speaking to the Miami, Florida, 9/12 Project Tea Party Patriots at 3pm. Please contact Maria Wadsworth for details.

Monday, May 17, 2010—I will be speaking to the Republican Club of the Northern Palm Beaches, Florida in the evening. Please contact Linda Gore for details.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010—I will be speaking to the Boynton Beach Republican Club near Palm Beach, Florida at 11:30am. Please contact Carol Andrade for details.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010—I will be speaking to the Wynmoor Republican Club near Fort Lauderdale, Florida at 7pm. Please contact Sid Feldman for details.

Wednesday, May 19—I will be speaking to the Palm Beach Young Republicans at 7pm. Please contact Jackie Waters for details. Tentative.

Thursday, May 20, 2010—I will be speaking to the Lakeland Republican Women near Tampa, Florida at Lunch. Please contact Dena Stebbins DeCamp for details.

Thursday, May 20, 2010— I will be speaking to the Republican Network in Galveston, Texas at 6:30pm. LaBrisa Mexical Grill in League City. Please contact Roxann Lewis for details.

Friday, May 21, 2010—I will be speaking to the Angleton Republican Women’s Federated near Galveston, Texas, at lunch. Please contact Judy Shaefer for details.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010— I will be speaking to the Sandpiper Republican Women’s Federated in Galveston, Texas at lunch. Please contact Casey Farris for details.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010— I will be speaking to the North Shore Republican Women’s Federated in Willis, Texas near Houston, in the evening. Please contact Ann Kate for details.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010—I will be speaking to the Bay Area and Friendswood Republican Women’s Federated in Houston, Texas at a joint lunch. Please contact Ruby Cubley or Deborah Winters-Chaney for details.

Thursday, May 27, 2010—I will be speaking to the Salado Republican Women’s Federated in Austin, Texas in the evening. Please contact Borah Van Dormolen for details.

See you in June.

The Tygrrrr Express is now Texas Bound and Flying.

eric

First we had the World War II Generation, rightly called the greatest generation. Then we had the baby boomers, who may have been the worst generation. Then we had a group of people that were given the worst label on the planet.

We were called “Generation X.”

I hate that label. It is a disgusting label. The X represents some lost generation wandering around disaffected and disillusioned.

The following generation was referred to as Generation Y, then as Generation D for digital, and now are referred to as the Millennial Generation.

Yet my generation gets shafted. We are described as stoners and slackers, despite the fact that it was the baby boomers that engaged in all the ills that have wrecked this country to the point where my generation has to rescue it as my grandparents did.

We have been called generation exlax and generation excrement.

Even worse, we were called Gen-Xers. I hate bad labels, but I hate acronyms even more. Acronyms on bad labels are the worst.

All I know is that to be a member of this mythical worthless generation requires certain criteria, none of which fit me.

I am not Generation X.

I never drank, or did drugs.

I never listened to Nirvana or Pearl Jam. Kurt Cobain and Eddie Vedder did not speak for me.

I am not disaffected. I vote. I vote Republican.

I do not wear ripped jeans. Looking homeless is not a lifestyle choice. It is an unfortunate situation for people that would own clean shirts and unripped jeans if they could. Homeless people can’t help it. Middle class white grungers in Seattle that can spend $5 on Lattes can afford better pants.

I work. I work hard.

I am happy. Sure, I have bad days. Overall, I am blessed.

I am not hanging out with beat poets waxing about the horrors of the world.

So what is my generation?

I was 29 when it happened. It was the defining moment of my life. There was Pearl Harbor, JFK, RFK, and MLK being killed. There was the man on the moon. There was Ronald Reagan being shot and the Space Shuttle Challenger.

Then there was 9/11.

I am not represented by some singer who wrote a song about an 11 year old kid killing himself in school. I am not represented by another singer that took his life because he was miserable.

I am not represented by suicide. I am represented by people that stopped suicide bombers. The words “Let’s Roll” define my generation.

I am a member of the 9/11 Generation.

We are up to the challenge.

We are resolute. We care deeply.

We want a better world for the Millennials.

We are not Generation X. We never were.

I would sooner be called a baby boomer than that worthless X label.

No more Generation X.

We are the 9/11 Generation.

eric

I have 3 events in Atlanta today. At 10am I am speaking to the North Dekalb GOP ladies. Then I head out to the Rockdale County GOP BBQ, where I speak at 3pm. Then I am off to the Oglethorpe County GOP Pancake Supper, where I speak around 5:30pm.

Yet nothing compares to last night, when I experienced a Druid Sabbath.

In Atlanta, I decided to have a nice sabbath dinner with the local young Jewish community. While I had a great time and met many lovely people, I am glad I overcome my initial misgivings. The people were welcoming and kind, although I truly thought I was entering a culture of death.

The service and potluck dinner was held in a place called “Druid Forest.” Some may see this as nothing more than the name of an apartment complex, but I saw it as so much more.

This was not Sherwood Forest. This was Druid Forest. Time would tell if this was going to be a Druid Sabbath.

I know that druids are supposed to be scary things. Some people told me that druids are a religion practiced in places like Lebanon, but those are the Druze. I only met one Druze, and she was a nice person.

Druids are along the lines of mummies (not to be confused with people married to daddies) and zombies. They are scarier than Hamburgler (touch my burger and die).

I got there and the door was locked. Perhaps all the people inside had already crossed over to the dark side.

(Apparently I showed up early.)

When I met the people, they seemed normal and nice.

(One complaint…despite this being Atlanta, not one of the ladies spoke like Scarlett O’Hara. What does a guy have to do to be around real Southern Belles?)

Then the food was served, and like true druids, there was plenty of blood.

(Somebody may have spilled some grape juice.)

They came at me like zombies in the Michael Jackson video “Thriller.”

(They extended their hands to shake mine and introduce themselves.)

They started shouting in a dialect that was definitely not English. It could have been a satanic cult ritual designed to call for the dead.

(They were chanting the prayers in Hebrew, and it was a mourners prayer for lost loved ones.)

They tried to freeze me to death and serve me as dessert.

(I did not see that the tarp I was walking on covered a swimming pool. Totally soaked my sneakers. They may have questioned why I was wearing only socks at the dinner. They figured that is what people from Los Angeles do, I guess.)

Druid Forest had the sounds of people breaking the silence with screams as they beat innocent objects with wooden objects in what was obviously violent homicidal rage.

(I think a couple guys were playing tennis.)

I felt like I was in the movie “Deliverance.” A guy from Los Angeles goes to the Deep South and fears for his life in the lost area of Druid Forest.

(I was lost because my GPS tracker was not plugged in properly. Atlanta is not technically the Deep South. Many of the people in attendance were not even native to Atlanta.)

They truly were zombies, swathed in bandages, risen from the dead, hiding the blood.

(I think one of them may have had a band-aid from a papercut.)

We ate the bodies of those that died in the past who showed up at Druid Forest never to return.

(It tasted like grocery store bought pasta.)

We drank out of shrunken heads.

(That remarkably resembled plastic shotglasses.)

They even had tofu.

(That part was real and scary. I can’t stand that stuff.)

There was more chanting to the gods of all things evil and nefarious.

(Disguised as pleasant after dinner grace for the meal.)

When all is said and done, for people who gather in Druid Forest, they did seem to engage in rituals that I had seen in many temples on many Friday nights.

This can only mean one thing.

The people who think the Jews are vampires may not be anti-Semitic. They may be right.

The only other explanation is that I have screws loose, and that can’t be it.

When I get back to Los Angeles, people will ask me what life in Atlanta is like.

I have been to Atlanta, and I no longer fear Death Valley. I survived Druid Forest.

(and had a tasty yummy bit of cherry pie for dessert after the meal)

Druid Sabbath was not bad at all. In fact, it was quite nice.

(This was not Los Angeles. Nobody was in the entertainment industry.)

Tomorrow I will experience another cultish ritual.

I will take a weapon, and watch the blood flow as I take down my prey.

I do love Southern Barbecue.

Happy Druid Sabbath all.

eric

In April of 2009 my first book was published. It is entitled “Ideological Bigotry.”

In April of 2010, after much rewarding hard work, my second and third books have been published at the same time.

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The second book is entitled “Ideological Violence.” The third book is entitled “Ideological Idiocy.”

Ideological Bigotry is the hatred of conservatives and Republicans by the left simply for existing and breathing air. pornoseks.pw

The two tactics used to demonize the right are the labeling of them as evil or as stupid.

Ideological Violence deals with the labeling of conservatives as evil, and the violent tactics the left uses to try and prove their slurs.

Ideological Idiocy deals with the labeling of conservatives as stupid, and how the left uses patently absurd tactics to demonstrate absurdity.

The books are available online through Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and of course iUniverse. They are available in hard copy, soft copy paperback, and on Kindle.

While the second and third books are twins, they can be read separately and independently from the first book.

I will have many things to say in the coming days, months, and years.

Today, I just want to thank everybody who helped make these books a reality.

Since my first book came out, I transitioned from a Wall Street career to a full time public speaker. I travel around America making friends I will have for life.

I am the luckiest man on the planet.

Thank you all, every one of you. Now please buy my books. I will come to your town and autograph them as soon as I can.

Ideological Bigotry, Ideological Violence, and Ideological Idiocy are now the Tygrrrr Express trilogy.

eric

For those who would prefer that the Tygrrrr Express blog be a source of news and not an online diary, so would I. Tomorrow is back to the real world.

Today at 4am I head to the Palm Beach airport, catch on quick flight to Atlanta, a second quick flight to Birmingham, and drive to Huntsville Alabama to speak to their GOP ladies group at lunch. Then I drive a few hours to Maryville, Tennessee, a half hour from Knoxville. I am speaking at their Lincoln Day Dinner. Then sleep at a hotel in Knoxville before driving the next day a few hours to Atlanta.

As I always say, hide your daughters and break out your best plastic silverware. I am coming to town.

Flying down the highway headed west…in a streak of black lightning, called the Tygrrrr Express.

Westbound and down.

Gone.

eric

I had a pre-written filler column prepared, but decided to delay it a day.

I am on a plane all day today, eventually landing in South Florida. Spring Break Part II in South Beach awaits.

Yet today is a serious day.

So rather than wax poetic/nostalgic/philosophic/some other ic, I will keep it no frills today.

To the Jews, Happy Passover.

To the Christians, Happy Easter.

To everybody else, a peaceful Sunday to you.

Enjoy life on the ground.

Hug your loved ones.

Time for the Tygrrrr Express to fly. Miami Beach awaits.

eric

Update: So much for peaceful Sunday. A 6.9 Earthquake in Baja California was felt in San Diego, Los Angeles, and even Arizona. I was already on the plane, and can report that since the epicenter was in the desert, there will not be mass carnage. Nevertheless, call the loved ones just to be safe.

eric

Today was going to be activism Saturday. I was galvanized and ready to go.

A drive from Los Angeles to Nevada would have had me helping to kick of the Tea Party Express with 10,000 people. Sarah Palin, Joe the Plumber, and others are doing the Showdown in Searchlight. Then in the evening Ann Coulter leads the Henderson rally.

I would tell you all about it, but I did not go.

In Los Angeles, Vice President Cheney is speaking at the Claremont Institute’s 30th anniversary dinner.

I do love Cheney, and would tell you all about that event, except I am not going.

The Young Republicans are fired up today. Some of them flew from Northern California to Southern California to run phone banks and walk precincts for Sunder Ramani. Jane Barnett heads the Republican Party of Los Angeles County, and I am sure the Barnett Brigades and their Red Strike Team will tear liberals asunder for Sunder. I met Sunder. He is very impressive. The special election is April 13th.

I would say more, but I did not join them.

Yes, there is activism all around me, but it is tough to fire up the world and sleep until 11am at the same time. Actually, I was up at the crack of 10:45, but even the 15 minute head start did not help enough.

Yes, today is Passivism Saturday.

The weather is beautiful outside. I could sing “Pleasant Valley Sunday” by the Monkees, but that will not happen. I live on the Westside, not the Valley. Today is Saturday, not Sunday. I prefer “I’m not your stepping stone.” Besides, I don’t sing.

I could visit my Rabbi, but that would require a walk around the block.

I could do my taxes and clean my condo.

Heck, I would do some good old fashioned navel gazing, but that would require too much effort.

Last week I mentioned why I was not running for political office. Today was going to be the real reason. That story makes me angry and I am in quite a good mood today. So next week it is then.

I guess today I am reminiscing back to my college days when a television show called the “Care Bears” was on for kids. My friends and I had a group called the “Lethargy Club,” also known as the “I don’t care bears.”

One guy was Lethargy Bear. Another was Apathy Bear. I, the strident one, was F*ck It Bear. This was less due to my lust for women and more for my attitude toward everything, which is creeping in today.

The Lethargy Club had a high five, where we all missed because we did not want to bother raising our hands. Our mascot was the Lethargizer Bunny, who kept going until he quickly fell over and fell asleep.

I could tell the story of how Ralph Nader cut in front of me and others in line at LAX airport, but in all fairness 500 to 1000 words of ranting can be summed up by the one line I just said. Screw you, Ralph.

So as I prepare to get on my knees and scrub this condo, unless I decide not to do it, I celebrate all of those contributing to society on activism Saturday.

For those celebrating Passivism Saturday, I have been awake for 30 minutes. Despite my not being part of a union, and perhaps doing nothing today, a Sabbath nap after lunch may be delightful. After all, Saturday night is only a few hours away. Better rest up now.

I could say absolutely nothing and take 600 words to do it, but I am not sure I am that talented. If I just did, then maybe I am.

Happy Passivism Saturday all.

eric

Break out the Will Smith and get ready to drive down A1A.

The Tygrrrr Express is back in South Beach for Miami Spring Break 2010.

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In 2008 and 2009 I was unfortunately in monogamous relationships that totally ruined my attempts to get back to Miami.

This year I am untangled and all set to get to Collins Avenue.

“Party in the city while the heat is on, all night on the Beach till the break of dawn…going to Miami.”

Politics will return tomorrow. Whatever happens today, I don’t care. The world can wait.

I arrived in South Florida early this morning on the redeye. I am bleary eyed and incoherent, which lord willing will be my state of mind every morning for the next 3 days.

To every alpha male out there that believes that the movie “Old School” is what life is about, I apologize for letting you down the last couple of years.

In fact, tomorrow night I am speaking to the Miami Young Republicans. I will keep my remarks brief if it cuts into partying time. The YRs will let me know.

I doubt I will get mauled in a club by a hot girl like I did in 2007 (I did not put up much of a fight).

Anyway, work hard, play hard.

The country did just fine for centuries before I arrived, and will do fine long after I am gone.

The rest of you can batten down the hatches and guard the nation today.

South Beach Miami awaits. Spring Break 2010 is calling loudly.

Let’s get it on!

eric