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What happened to manners?
What a lazy society we’ve become. We’re so interested in our own little world, whatever suits us, that we don’t think ahead to how our laziness and inconsideration affect others. Decency and manners have gone out the window.
Recently, someone’s laziness led to us having to pay our entire auto insurance deductible to fix damage to our car. It was caused by a shopping cart careening across a parking lot during one of those extremely windy days we’ve been having. It happened at the Simms entrance to King Soopers on West Ken Caryl Avenue by the Three Potrillos restaurant. As the cart flew down that hill into the entrance ramp, propelled by 50 to 60 mph winds, it left us nowhere to go to avoid it because of the median there.
The cart was moving so fast that it shattered a headlight and caused damage to the bumper — more than $800 worth of damage! Imagine how far that cart traveled to get to that point. Imagine if our car wasn’t there and that cart reached a senior citizen out for a walk or a parent pushing a stroller. All because someone was too lazy to walk 15 yards to secure their shopping cart in a cart stall.
Just because the store has employees who periodically go out and round up the carts, doesn’t mean that you should just leave yours anywhere you like. To the store’s credit, it now has employees at the front door on windy days to offer to go out with you or to take your cart right there while you just carry those few bags. Shoppers still reject the help and leave their carts out.
Take a moment to think about someone outside of your personal space. Your actions, or lack thereof, affect others around you.
Mike Jirik

Showing identification to vote will help prevent fraud
Voter-ID laws help prevent fraud. Take a look at Hillary Clinton’s words in her 2003 book “Living History.” Following the 1960 presidential election in which Chicago/Illinois delivered the fraudulent result to John F. Kennedy, Hillary on page 16-17 writes, “We were each handed a stack of voter registration lists and assigned to different teams, who we were told, would drive us to our destinations, drop us off and pick us up a few hours later. Off I went fearless and stupid. I did find a vacant lot that was listed as the address for about a dozen alleged voters. And I walked into a bar where men were drinking to ask if certain people on my list actually lived there.  When I finished, I stood on the corner waiting to be picked up, happy that I’d ferreted out proof of my father’s contention that ‘Daley stole the election for Kennedy.’ ” 
Enough said.
Robert Bergstedt