I don’t understand this mentality that has people ruining things for no useful purpose. I mean, unless you’re purposefully trying to undercut peoples’ belief system[1], why mess with the television innocence of Christmas, Easter, the Tooth Fairy, the first day of school, eating in a restaurant, or half a million other things adults ruin for children?

Is it so bad that children have one time of year when they can enjoy themselves and not be horrified by adult foolishness?

When we were kids, we were allowed to enjoy the holiday season.

Nowadays there are commercials in-between movies and shows that are solely intended to ruin the mood. And that’s just disappointing.

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[1] If your purpose is to undercut peoples’ belief system, it’s a good to keep in mind that CHILDREN are also seeing your propaganda. And instead of being angry and outraged by your message, they tend to believe it.

Being constantly barraged by negative advertising, fail-videos, fakenews, and — is it any wonder that things are falling apart? The population is being conditioned to experience an Us versus Them mentality in every situation.

* Our movies are good versus bad. Even when “good” is a bad guy.
* Our books feature worlds ruled by a myopic version of fascism, toppled by the little guy.

Allies & Enemies at Amazon

My thoughts today are twisting, sparking, tumbling, burning…

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^ Sometimes I find myself falling into melancholy thoughts. My brain is working all the time.

TRANSCRIPT:

YOU’RE GOING TO ROOT AROUND IN THE GARBAGE, THEN QUESTION THE WAY THAT I LIVE? Who the fuck cares what I buy, and what I do with it?

I recycle.
I’m trying to compost.
I would really like to have my own worm farm.

DON’T TRY TO USE MY STORY TO EXCUSE YOUR ACTIONS. As in “Welp, sometimes you find juicy stuff in the garbage” – nope. Just, don’t do it.

And really bro, you’re pretty close to crossing a line.

Wherever your interests lie — freespeech lets you basically live any way that you want. You can tell people who you are. There will be other people like you. You can make friends with a whole new community of people, even if they’re just online.

You don’t have to dismantle the whole entire country to live the way you want.

You can find a place — unless you’re about molesting children; forcing people to marry or stay married when they don’t want it; murdering people; cheering for murder; or a rapist/rape apologist. Because if you are for *those* things — there’s some fights you’re just not going to win.

I guess we all got complacent.

We drank the Kool-Aid and here we are.

Now what?

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Even realizing that #December19 is a long-shot, I can’t help hoping.

Maybe it’s because the only people saying it’s 100% impossible are the ones that don’t want things to be changed.

And all I can think is: Why the heck would you want things to be like this?

Putting aside the fact that Hillary was offering so many opportunities and breaks for the poor. That she was coming up with protections for the environment. — That with her programs in place, we could all turn our attention to the issues that are falling through the cracks (adult literacy, hospital reforms, children’s issues, the state of schools in this country, medical care for all citizens).

The things that Trump is already doing …

The talk of our election being manipulated …

I can’t help hoping for a Hail Mary Pass.

Uramichi Oniisan 01 at Amazon

Am I paranoid, or should I be more vigilant?


We were walking home from the store, and a gray/silver SUV drives past, and parks on the side of the road about a hundred feet ahead of us.

My internal alarms went on high-alert, and when we started approaching and I saw that there was exhaust coming out of the exhaust pipe — signaling the car was on but in park — I told the Kid to cross the street and walk on my other side. As we approached the point where we would have been able to see the driver, the vehicle — moving pretty fast for a 25mph zone — started moving and turned into the long church driveway. It drove halfway up and stopped there, waiting.

But it was pretty obvious that’s not where the driver wanted to be, as when another car turned in there had to be some odd maneuvering to get out of the way.

I feel like the driver didn’t want me to see who they are.

Which — considering I’ve been talking about that weird black truck crawling by my house a few times, and the car that drove by taking pictures of my house (the Kid was scared and told me what he saw) — I’m getting spooked.

Seriously, if I get hate-crimed or serial killed, it’s all the same when I’m dead.

Uramichi Oniisan 01 at Amazon