Life Is A Drag - No Really

By Rosaldo Russo Allow me to begin this column by thanking the Oshawa/Central newspaper for allowing me the opportunity and access to the press. Not to many if any allow an average person like me to tell the world what I see and think. In my opinion. The Editor/Publisher is a real upstanding type of guy. He shoots from the hip and hold traditional core values. My name is Rosaldo Russo. I came to this great country to make a better life for myself and my family. I thank Canada for everything it has allowed me to do and earn. I worked construction all my life. I know the value of hard work and honesty. I remember as a boy my father always telling me to work hard and buy land. So I did. I remember days when I did not have enough to eat. I go to work... but I did not wait for hand outs. I rounded up my pride my skill and my determination to succeed and went to work. In those days the only benefits we received was the fact we were employed. Before retiring I was the owner and operator of local material supply company that allowed me to retired without worry. Now that I have time to enjoy life. I look around me and have some concern for future generations. I see that the world is finished. I remember the days when I went to school. We had the outmost respect for our educators. No matter the situation. We made sure that we showed respect. I remember having this one teacher. She was a bit of a dish if you know what I mean. Real short skirts and blouses that would make a grown man weep. She was beautiful. But even thought she was beautiful. She had self respect, dignity and pride in knowing she was beautiful and did not have any scruples in accessorizing her god given beauty. Everyone treated her with respect and kindness. Some of the women, obviously would talk behind her back. That was expected. I remember her as if it was yesterday. We would not dare be smart ass or make rude comments. What happened to those days. Women were women. Men were men and we all had respect for one another. The other day my grand child came up tome and said. Grandpa, you hear what they are doing at school? I said, NO - What. She said. They are having men come in dressed as women and read us books. I said. WHAAATTT. Where are we going here. In today's world you make a comment to a woman that she is beautiful and you get charged with sexual harassment. A woman much like my old teacher walks in a school and she gets called all kind of name and shamed for her natural beauty. Now where did we loose our ability to be decent? A man dressed up as a woman in my book is a mental illness. To have these guys read books to little children is wrong. Why not have women like my teacher sit there and read the kids books? Why because it be morally wrong for the woman to be exposing her beauty to children. She would have better sense to compromise the innocence of children. My teacher would have never even consider doing something in order to support some sexual agenda. That is plain wrong. No matter how you look at it. Don't you agree?