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It is what it is: 6.4.25 – Jen Brien
by Jennifer Brien, contributing writer, commentary
YOU’VE ENTERED “BLITHERING IDIOT” STATUS IF YOU BELIEVE:
REPUBLICANS APPROACH JASMINE CROCKETT “ON THE DOWN LOW” TO TELL HER HOW FABULOUS SHE IS AND HOW MUCH THEY “LOVE” HER
IMANE KHELIF IS A WOMAN
THAT PEOPLE “EN MASSE” ARE REJECTING THE “TRUMP AGENDA” AS TOLD BY MSNBC HOSTS
THAT GOV. MCKEE WILL WIN ANOTHER TERM IN RI WITH A 19% APPROVAL RATE
THAT THE BOULDER TERROR SUSPECT (WHO IS AN ILLEGAL ALIEN AND AN EGYPTIAN NATIONAL) IS A “WHITE MAN” AS CHARACTERIZED BY MSNBC AFTER THE ATTACK
THAT PROGRESSIVES WERE SERIOUS WHEN THEY DENOUNCED THE VIOLENCE IN BOULDER
THAT THE WASHINGTON POST BELIEVES THAT IT’S A “MYSTERY” AS TO WHY FENTENYL ISN’T MAKING ITS WAY ACROSS BORDERS LIKE IT DID DURING THE BIDEN ADMINISTRATION
THAT ANYONE MISSES JOY REID
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ANGEL REESE AND ALL HER BULL$#IT LIES
Hey gang quick question!!! Where was the follow up concerning ANGEL REESE and her empty accusations of racism (that was front page news for days BTW) after she CLAIMED she bore the brunt of NASTY RACIST WHITE INDIANA FEVER FANS during a game AGAINST Caitlin Clark? I’ll wait…… still waiting…… AND…… STILL waiting…… YA. I thought so. VERY LITTLE follow up compared to the SPLASH it was initially when she screeched about all the verbal “violence” she endured during the outing. WE ALL KNEW it was a massive pile of horse $h#! and the only people who took it seriously were the “race hustlers” looking to cash in. Isn’t it interesting that almost no one screamed from the rooftops that the WNBA “INVESTIGATION” had been completed and there wasn’t an ounce of evidence to suggest that any of it happened.
THE MEDIA BURIED IT… you guys get that? THE WNBA said there wasn’t video or photos… no one caught any sound on a cell phone, and there was zero evidence from any of the sports journalists who were present that night. NOT ONE SHREAD OF EVIDENCE TO BOLSTER the RACE CARD CLAIM. ugh. SMH. Like you, I’m so exhausted by HOAX stories and people like REESE who love being the victim. YAWN. TRUTH? REESE wants the spotlight CLARK has but she’ll never get it. A.) she’s not a likable human, and B.) SHE knows CLARK has the gift and she doesn’t – IT KILLS HER. For some reason REESE thinks people think it’s cute when she acts like an idiot after a clean foul, or when she walks around the court lifting her shirt up in a taunting manner like a drunk bimbo looking for a bar fight when the lights come up at closing. NAH. Not one person thinks it’s cute, Angel. We are actually all laughing at you and wish you would spend your time practicing your ball skills rather than plan your next scheme on how to get clicks using race during your upcoming match-up with CLARK.
Just sayin.
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THIS IS A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT FROM ME TO YOU:
“HOW ARE YOU TO IMAGINE ANYTHING… IF THE IMAGES ARE ALWAYS PROVIDED FOR YOU?”
STOP BEING PROGRAMMED. STOP BEING LAZY AND INVESTIGATE, QUESTION AND RESEARCH. STOP ALLOWING YOURSELF TO BE USED. STOP BEING MADE A FOOL OF. STOP TAKING THE BAIT WHICH SAYS, “YOU NEED TO CONFORM”. STOP LETTING THEM TELL YOU WHAT TO THINK. STOP DELIBERATELY BELIEVING IN LIES WHILE KNOWING THEY’RE FALSE.
“24 HOURS A DAY FOR OUR ENTIRE LIVES THE POWERS THAT BE ARE BUSY AT WORK DUMBING US TO DEATH”. DEFEND YOUR MIND. PROTECT IT FROM “ASSIMILATING INTO DULLNESS”
PRAY- READ-UNPLUG FROM THE MACHINE.
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CAMP WYODA
When I was a kid my DAD sent me to summer camp in the mountains of Vermont for 7 wonderful weeks of glorious fun. Cell phones were not a thing yet, the internet was not globally used or known and the most technical thing we could do if NECESSARY was make a phone call. Mostly though, we just wrote letters. MY GOD HOW I LOVED GETTING LETTERS!!!!! A simple thing like that back then was so insanely exciting!!!!
It was such a special time in my life, and I carry it with me daily. I know deep in my heart my love and respect of nature was born in those mountains. I learned about plants and the environment, made arts and crafts, played ping pong and sat around a campfire. I was VERY BLESSED that God sent me there and VERY BLESSED my father somehow found the money to do it year after year.
JUNE is the month the memories ramp up because we would be getting ready to fill our trunks with clothes and toiletries and head out in my dad’s wood paneled station wagon!! My sister and I went together, and she looked after me…. until she saw the cute “HANDY BOYS” every summer who looked after the property (IT was an all-girls camp!!!!) then I was on my own. I barely showered or brushed my hair for 7 weeks (Hey! I was a kid!) and was called a ‘free spirit” by the camp director. (I still don’t know if that was a good thing!!!) No matter!
I mention this THIS WEEK because we all have memories of our summers as kids, and I hope in there somewhere there are good ones for you. What I really appreciate was the simplicity I experienced and how awesome singing camp songs was or how much fun we had making taffy in the camp kitchen or running down to the dock to jump into LAKE FAIRLEE or just play tether ball until we heard the bugle sound for LUNCH! ZERO TECHNOLOGY and we were HAPPY!!!! Really, we were FREE back then.
Anyway gang, I urge you to unplug for a week this summer. TRY IT! Think back to all the fun you had before you were imprisoned by your cell phone and all the gadgets, they say we can’t live without. Let me know if you have a favorite summer memory or if you too reflect on your summers gone by as I do EVERY SINGLE YEAR!
I love hearing from you all so don’t be shy! Leave comments, below!
That’s all I got this week gang! “IT IS WHAT IT IS”!
P.S. The next episode of my wacky podcast called “SPLITTIN THE ATOM” drops THURSDAY AT 3PM! Listen in your car or watch at home. I’m telling you they suck less and less……….
Till next time,
Jen
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Jen Brien has over 20 years of radio broadcast experience having hosted shows on WPRO and WHJJ with Ron as well as her own shows on WRKO and WBZ in Boston, WXTK on Cape Cod and WHAM in Rochester, New York. Jen was born and raised in Woonsocket and served six years in the Army MP Canine Unit.
To read more columns and commentary by Jen, go here: https://rinewstoday.com/ron-st-pierre-jen-brien/
Hi Jen,
I grew up in the 40s (1940s). World was recovering from Depression and WWII. Parents didn’t interfere with what we were doing. They were too busy trying to survive. Sounds a lot like today, when I think about it.
Fortunately, we lived in Lexington, about a mile from the best summer entertainment. Arts and Crafts most days, tennis, softball, swimming, foot and bicycle racing, several days. Filled in gaps with fishing in a local pond, playing ball and all sorts of games in a neighbor’s yard. Bikes took us everywhere. Packed bag lunches and rode to historic Concord, stopping at Alcott house, or homes of well-known authors and poets. Occasionally rode to Bedford Farms for the best ice cream around. Even went on blueberry picking trips. Planned and executed Neighborhood shows for our relatives. Set up a tent in their yard. Slept out in it and listened to famous boxers fight – Joe Louis, Jersey Joe Walcott. How lucky we were. Thanks for reminder!
Marge
Hey Jenn Your always On Top Of It !
When I was A Kid we were Dirt Poor , But Funded Through the State Was The Nickerson House In Onlyville …. My Mom Would Drop Me Off I Went To Camp Hamilton In Coventry I Loved The Bus Ride Past The Reservoir Into The woods Coventry , The Best Days Of My Life , Cleaned Your Camp site Made Trails Built Tepees Learned To Swim, Catching Toads & Crayfish In Streams Watching Dragon Flies , There Was Nothing Better It Really Impressed Me & Stayed With Me My Whole Life That was The Late 60’s Early 70’s
Question I Have What Do The Democrats Do For Our Youths Today In RI ??
The WNBA issue no evidence found, like the coke found nothing found, ll
Libs running those issues. Summers, no camps but for the family was the annual trip to Margaree Forks, Cape Breton , Nova Scotia. Milking cows, riding horses, gathering in the hay, fishing in the brook great trips and lotsa fun.
Linda!!!! I remember pen pals!!!! DM me and I’ll be you pen pal!!!!
😉 I’m serious!!!
We lived in the inner city of Boston. Had a car but only my dad drove so Sunday was get out of Dodge day (beach, museums, Blue hills, Mohawk trail etc. We played ball in the street in front of our bldg. We walked into town – Boston- to walk around the Boston Common. Rain = reading, coloring, writing letters (does anyone remember PenPals? )We didn’t have much but we were all healthy and all happy. It was a good time (the 50’s-60’s). Take care – enjoy the memories!