Feels like I have got myself in a bit of a fix and I am not entirely sure of what will happen.
Might be ok, might not be.
Kind of disconcerting.
Here goes nothing.
A Story With No End Part II
Took A Story With No End and came up with a few ideas that I haven’t finished executing yet.
Thought about whether the divorced redneck attorney who thinks he has a shot at SQ would appreciate a cameo and left his dumbass out of it.
Dude probably is sniffing underwear infected with Covid19 while jerking off to a picture of Dear Leader in all his naked Orangeness.
Or maybe he is shoving his fat hands into a bag of Cheetos and leaving orange stains all over his shirts while working on briefs, hell if I know the real story.
What I know is that some of these dopey QAnon conspiracy theory believing motherfuckers are sniffing around where they don’t belong not recognizing the digital footprints they leave behind.
I take my screenshots and prepare my files and don’t bother to tell them I see far more than they recognize, realize or understand.
If you are going to come for me you might find the castle empty and discover I have come for you or is that a Game of Thrones plot.
A Kinder, Gentler Jack
Got a few people asking for a kinder gentler Jack, the dude with two hands wrapped in your hair or maybe the one whose body your legs are wrapped around because you asked for special manhandling.
Even now that still makes SQ smile but I digress.
That is what happens when I get fired up and remember who the fuck I am and what I have accomplished.
I broke the chains, moved heaven and earth and got shackled again only to break free another time.
I think I got hit in the head and I forgot about things but time has passed and memory is returning with it.
So I am running free and seeing the field with a clarity I haven’t had for a bit.
Not going to stop until I have covered the immediate ground in front of me and even then I may keep going for a bit.
Sometimes a man has got to do nothing but be a man and feed his inner nature.
I’ll let you dear reader decide what that means and whether it is good, bad or in between.
A Story With No End
A long while ago I started writing a collection of stories that are tied into a main story and I am starting to see the potential for new entries.
Starting to think I really need to take the material here and work with it again. There is some really good stuff in it and I have others that I am pleased with that I can incorporate.
Part of what I find interesting is how I can see some stories in my head and know how they will play out.
Might not know all of the details, but enough to work with it and then there is a story with no end. Those have…possibilities.
Got more I could say, but I think today less is more.
Just Words On A Page
Told the Shmata Queen I want to take her away for a week or two or ten to get some answers to the questions we can answer and to escape some of the crap we can’t.
Thing is circumstances make that especially challenging.
Looked at her face across a Zoom meeting and snorted because circumstances again made me wonder if I ever could have imagined any of this.
Told her I could hear the goddamn bells ringing even when I tried to ignore them and finally said fuck it, no reason to ignore.
So I just went with it.
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Opened up the electronic paper and watched the destruction and chaos and wondered how the fuck I am supposed to talk to my kids about this.
They are old enough to have real conversation and so we did, but damn if I didn’t feel crazed during it knowing others have a harder struggle than I do.
Doing My Part
I am doing my part to push back against the tide of hate and chaos.
Donating time and money, speaking out and trying to move others to understand.
Asked a few what they expect to happen when they tell people they can’t protest by taking a knee but it is ok for men of a different color to assemble with guns.
Showed them pictures of a kid who was suspected of murder sitting with handcuffs and another of George Floyd being murdered because he was suspected of a minor forgery.
They aren’t the only examples of inequality and that is the issue in a nutshell.
What has happened more than once has repeatedly done so time after time so you ask what it takes to affect change.
It is not an event limited to my fifty-some years on earth but one that precedes me, my father, grandfather, and great-grandfather.
While there are distinct improvements some areas are the same as they ever were so how do I ask for patience if the non-violent is considered verboten too.
Diluting The Message
I don’t advocate for violence or think it is appropriate because it is diluting the message and too many innocent people get hurt.
But I understand why people go there and how it happens.
What would I do if I were in a position in which I felt unheard and incapable of getting people to listen.
Would I act any different.
Would I be as patient as some are when they are challenged for doing what I take for granted?
The answer is no.
I showed the kids the video of the truck driver in Oklahoma and my children said it would have taken me less than five minutes to have driven the truck around the car that was blocking it.
I like to believe it would have been longer than that, but ultimately I probably would have done so.
Unless I was reasonably certain of the consequences but that it is the thing, I can do so more safely.
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It doesn’t take much for me to tan and for some people to ask if I am mixed, but that happens less than it used to when I had fewer responsibilities and spent more time outdoors.
Ultimately I look like another White guy to most people so I hear things. That sometimes includes comments about being Jewish so that I am reminded that to some I am only White when convenient.
I never forget that or that even that truth is something I can sometimes hide.
The Worst Elected Official Ever
It is day 918,984 of 2020 and chaos surrounds me in large because we had the misfortune to put Delusional Donald Trump into office.
Let me correct that, I didn’t vote for him and actively pushed people not to vote for him because I was convinced he was an incompetent fool who was running for office solely to stroke his ego.
When he won I was disappointed but I figured we would get beyond him and that Trump would be like a giant pothole the US hit on the highway.
What I didn’t recognize was he was the dirtbag grifter head of a cult that has no interest in dealing with reality and would readily sunder any connection they had with morals, ethics and reality.
It never occurred to me that he could 10,000 times worse than I expected and that he would actively sow chaos and push division.
Didn’t occur to me that he would push hate and move people to hurt other Americans just because they disagreed or that he would like the idea of Civil War.
Crooked Donnie has systematically and repeatedly attacked democratic norms and institutions and the system of checks and balances that is supposed to prevent him from doing what he is doing has been failing.
Donnie’s Disease
Some say criticism of him proves a lack of patriotism and or parrot his desire to label anything he doesn’t like as fake.
Sadly his disease of delusion has been contracted by many and they have taken to either letting him do/say whatever he wants without holding him accountable.
If policies don’t work and ideas are subjected to criticism it is always the fault of another. It is never because they’re bad policies or because there are better ideas.
It is dangerous and disappointing behavior and part of why more than 80,000 Americans are dead and millions unemployed.
The Trump administration failed to take Coronavirus seriously and did not plan or prepare for the disaster they saw coming.
Eventually, they recognized it was a mistake and began to do a few things including a general gaslighting campaign to convince the cult that Trump had taken action and that others had stopped him from doing what needed to be done.
But those of us who read and are not willfully blind know otherwise. We know he used magical thinking to say it wouldn’t be serious, was going to just go away and that his half-ass travel ban was ineffective.
We know he dropped the ball multiple times and in multiple areas all the whole trying to blame others for yet another failure on his part.
I don’t know where we are going to end up but I do know we are a very sick and broken country right now.
Some say we are irreparably broken but I am not one of those people but I think we are heading into much steeper downward spiral and Trump is doing all he can to accelerate it.
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It can be mitigated, adjusted and improved upon but I am not prepared to say fixed, too much has to be done for me to say that.
But I won’t say it is impossible either.
Is It 56 Days Or 18 Years
Been meaning to update this place as I have updated every other blog I think but it hasn’t happened.
Got jammed with more than a little nonsense to deal with in the personal and professional areas of life.
Most of it has been ok but some has been the kind of irritating and irksome material. About time to talk to my doc and ask him about a particular situation that has stuck around for a bit.
It is of a personal nature and I had expected it to resolve itself but it doesn’t seem to want to do that and I am unclear as to whether I haven’t given enough time or if it needs treatment.
In general it doesn’t prevent me from doing as I wish but when it shows up it is noticeable and I wonder if there is reason to be more concerned.
Might not be, but I really don’t know enough so I’ll ask and get a sense of it.
Been waiting too because of Covid19 thinking things might settle down a bit.
No need to go racing off to get help for something that generally doesn’t bother me, especially when it feels like we haven’t peaked yet.
Is it 56 days of quarantine or 18 years, I am not really sure.
But I am certain this is real, not a hoax and that Trump bungled the response.