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Monday Weisblog: It’s funny and pathetic at the same time

Jay Leno

Jay Leno

I have always been a bit of a Jay Leno fan. His cartoonish-looking chin and his dry wit amuse me.

His new show starts tomorrow night, and I will certainly tune in – alternating between that show and Monday Night Football.

If you’ve seen any of the commercials for it, Leno does a lot of “man on the street” kind of interviewing, asking random people basic trivia to see what kind of knowledge they possess about current events. Of course, the most outrageous answers make it to the show.

One particular young lady was asked, “Who lives at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue?” She was unable to give the correct answer. Leno’s follow-up question was, “Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?” She quickly gave the correct answer, “Sponge Bob Square Pants.”

Another person told Leno they didn’t know WHERE the Gettysburg Address was located (as if it was a physical street address).

Still another person was shown a photo of an astronaut and told his last name was “Armstrong.” Leno then asked her what his first name was. “Louie,” she responded.

I’ll watch and laugh at such ignorance, but deep down inside it’s a little frightening. It’s becoming the norm in this country. It’s no wonder the rest of the world is running circles around us academically.

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Friday Weisblog: Nothing is sacred anymore

You know what’s wrong with this country? Nothing is sacred anymore. We’re too worried about being so politically correct that we’ve swung in the entire opposite direction.

What I discovered today is a perfect example. (Note: This is actually being written on Thursday evening.)

My stepson JR tells my wife and I that he is studying Native American history in school. Fine so far, right? Well, they began to study some of their legends of how the world began. I’m a little uncomfortable with that, but OK.

But what I found out next enrages me. The teacher wants the students in the class to MAKE UP THEIR OWN STORY about how the world began.

Hold on a second … aren’t we supposed to be politically correct these days, going out of our way NOT to offend anyone? I guess that’s only a one-way street.

For those of us who believe in God and the Biblical account of creation, this is highly insulting. So now we are stuck in a bit of a predicament. If we instruct JR to not do the assignment because none of us are comfortable with it, we risk JR getting a bad grade. If we instruct him to do it, he is then forced to do something he isn’t comfortable doing.

I get that it’s a “creative writing” project, but there are thousands of other topics that are just as interesting and much less controversial.

Christian families should be upset over this. Even evolutionists should be outraged if they truly believe this theory. Making light of such a serious subject is not acceptable, and the teacher will hear my opinion … like it or not.

Wednesday Weisblog: Roll tape!

Canton, Ohio is the home of the Pro Football Hall of Fame. But right now, it’s also known for something altogether different.

Municipal Court Judge Stephen F. Belden was in the middle of a hearing to determine whether or not there was sufficient evidence to have Harry Brown’s case reviewed by a county jury. The 51-year-old Brown was charged with robbery and obstructing official business. He allegedly fought with personnel from a local Wal-Mart, who were attempting to prohibit Brown from shoplifting.

Once the proceedings began, Brown began complaining about the competence of his public defender, who Brown claimed did not do a sufficient amount of homework. Judge Belden informed Brown that he was not going to give him a new public defender; either he could represent himself or deal with it.

That did not sit well with Mr. Brown, who decided to continue arguing with the judge. Eventually, Judge Belden had his fill of the belligerent Brown, and he let Brown know he was upset under no uncertain terms.

“I’m gonna get some duct tape,” the judge said to Brown. If you keep interrupting me, I’m gonna have Mr. Smith (bailiff Jeffrey Smith) put it over your mouth, OK?”

Brown decided he wanted to just go back to the holding area for prisoners, but the judge told him he was staying right there. When Brown continued to yap back at him, Judge Belden made good on his promise.

“All right, duct tape. Duct tape the defendant,” Belden said.

Once Brown’s mouth was sealed, the judge ran the hearing without incident until he asked Brown if he had questions for a witness. “We’ll put some more (tape) back on if you decide to, uh, go back to your former, uh, disrespectful ways,” Judge Belden said.

Brown’s reply? “I’m not being disrespectful, Your Honor,” Brown said. “I think you’re being more disrespectful to me, as, you know …”

That was all the judge could stand. “OK, that’s it, that’s it. Prelim is over. You’re bound over. I find probable cause. You can go back, down in the basement,” retorted the judge.

As you might expect, Brown continued. “I want to ask him some questions.”

“Yoooooouuuuuuu … go ahead, take him away,” said the angry judge.

On his way out the door, Brown uttered obscenities.

“OK, you can get 30 more days on top of whatever you get, for contempt,” Belden shouted.

Brown claims he wants to file a complaint, saying what the judge did was “unethical.” As for Belden, he was not the least bit sorrowful for what he’d done.

“You have somebody who’s disruptive, you have to make a decision on the spot how to handle it,” he said.

NOTE: For audio of this interesting hearing, click here:
http://www.cantonrep.com/communities/canton/x1886195990/Canton-judge-orders-silence-in-the-court-with-duct-tape

Monday Weisblog: A most unwelcome piece of advice

Saturday afternoon, our family was at Flagler College moving my daughter, Chawney, into her new college dorm room. I knew that at some point, I was going to feel some sadness knowing that my daughter, who I’d just adopted in March, was not going to be accompanying us on the ride home.

That time came at around 4 pm Saturday, when the parents and students were ushered to separate “orientation” classes. One of the first things out of the mouth of one Daniel P. Stewart, Dean of Student Services, was that the parents needed to learn to “let go.” In other words, they had to let their kids make their own decisions and take responsibility for themselves.

When he said those two words, “let go,” I felt as if someone had kicked me flush in the stomach. I suddenly realized that I’d spent all last week trying to imagine what must be going through the heads of Chawney and/or my wife (Christina). This mother/daughter combo is as closely knit as two people in those roles could be.

In this one split second, I discovered I’d never actually taken the time to stop and consider how saying goodbye to someone who’s been an integral part of my life for the last six-plus years would affect ME. I was so worried about everyone else I didn’t really ever stop to deal with my own thoughts and emotions.

But now here we were and there was no turning back. I was going to have to say my goodbyes within the next couple hours, and quite frankly, I knew it was going to be something I was not prepared to handle.

It was everything I could do to not stand up and shout, “BITE ME, Daniel P. Stewart!”

See, what Mr. Daniel P. Stewart doesn’t understand is that I will NEVER let go, at least not completely. Sure, Chawney now has the ability to make decisions on her own and lead her own life, but I am always going to be her dad. I will always be there for her and her brother – no matter how old they are, where they live or what they become.

During dinner, our last “official” gathering together, we were all unusually quiet – and if you know “the Weises,” you know we are normally among the most chatty, animated families on the block. We all knew the time was drawing near, and there was no conversation or humor-driven banter that could gloss over the emotions we all felt.

I had an entire laundry list of emotions going on: I was proud simply to be the father of such a magnificent kid; I was feeling grateful for having Chawney under my roof for the last six-plus years; I was feeling cheated because I only had her under my roof for six-plus years; I was thrilled for Chawney because I do feel this is a great opportunity for her; and I was feeling sad that life as I knew it was never going to be exactly the same. Maybe it was a little selfish, but that latter one was by far the strongest.

Prior to dinner, I’d promised myself that because I was a man – and men don’t get all emotional, I would be strong for my wife and Chawney. But who was I kidding? I didn’t even make it through dinner before starting to cry – and I don’t mean just a little. I literally sobbed for the rest of the time we were there and about a third of the way home. Just re-living the moment now makes the water works start all over again.

“Let go.” You’re joking, right?

As Chawney closes one chapter of her life, I intend to be a part of the new one – even if it means going from being a major player to a “best supporting role.”

Bite me, Daniel P. Stewart!

One more reason to love AMW

2688453987_0140f445c8_tI still remember the first time I watched America’s Most Wanted. I fully expected it to be nothing more than a show that would create a few curious onlookers, but would never last. But after just one episode, I was hooked – and apparently so were many others.

To date, the show has helped capture nearly 1,100 heavy-duty fugitives, both in the United States and abroad.

While I do think the show has gotten a bit more “schlocky” in recent years (especially in the opening credits when host John Walsh looks at a criminal who’s just been placed in handcuffs and says, “It’s a bad day for you!”), it serves a very useful purpose other than just to entertain us.

Such was the case late last week when another fugitive was plucked from off the streets – this one for a crime committed in my home state, Florida. Jorge Ivan “Angel” Villamizar-Ayala, 36, was taken into custody in Brownsville, TX as he left a church service last Friday night.

Villamizar-Ayala is accused of killing his then-girlfriend Bianca Sierra in Pompano Beach in 2004. The death was particularly gruesome, as he allegedly killed her with a sledgehammer and left her to be discovered by her two children. Villamizar-Ayala then disappeared until a recent broadcast of America’s Most Wanted.

If you think this makes Villamizar-Ayala seem like a bad guy, well, you ain’t heard nothin’ yet! He’s also accused of killing his wife in Colombia prior to fleeing to the United States in 2001. He is also charged with attempted murder in New York of another girlfriend, Luz Jackelina Fuentes.

Villamizar-Ayala tried one last trick to elude authorities, giving them a false name and ID, but they weren’t buying what he was selling. Once the fingerprint results came back, they were certain they had the right guy.

For his sake, I sincerely hope Villamizar-Ayala absorbed everything he heard in church while he was on the outside!

Nice job, America!

PLEASE NOTE: This is my last blog of the week. I’ll be back on Monday as usual. I’m taking a few days off to celebrate my birthday and help get my daughter moved into her new college facility.

Monday Weisblog: Good stuff, Maynards

Less than a week before her wedding, a woman named Ida who lived in Ansonia, Connecticut was attacked by a masked man at her home. The man threw a blanket over her and beat her with a baseball bat before fleeing her domicile.

The police investigated, and the perp turned out to be Keith Maynard, an Ansonia town official. He’s been charged with second-degree assault, first-degree unlawful restraint and first-degree reckless endangerment.

For her part, Ida was treated at a local hospital for abrasions and released.

Authorities say that Ida – NOW MRS. IDA MAYNARD, came home to find Keith already inside the premises, where he committed his assault (allegedly).

“I love my husband more than anything and to know that five days later was my wedding and he could do that and go through with the wedding. I was very surprised,” Ida Maynard told reporters outside the courthouse.

Makes you wonder if Ida’s having second thoughts! The article I read as a point of reference left a couple key questions unanswered, the most important of which was, “Did Ida know Keith was the perp BEFORE the wedding?”

I’m guessing she did not from her comment, though I cannot say for sure. Either way, this marriage is on shaky ground – and Keith’s probably going to get some time to cool down and think about what he’s done.

Wednesday/Thursday Weisblog: Drug Money

If you are fortunate enough to have a few dollars in your wallet or purse, chances are it’s tainted. No, it’s not fake … but it is more than likely tainted.

How is it tainted? Well, according to a study by the American Chemical Society, about 90 percent of all United States paper currency contains traces of cocaine. Yes, cocaine … the illegal drug. The percentages were even worse in cities like Detroit, Boston, Baltimore, Miami and, sadly, in my area (Orlando).

In the worldwide study, the United States and Canada were the world’s worst offenders, while China (20%) and Japan (12%) had the “cleanest” currency.

Apparently, cocaine likes to attach itself to the green ink on the bills – but the amounts are so small that unless you go around sniffing your money all day long you’re probably OK.