Almost There

Well, Biden/Harris won the election, but I can’t relax yet. Trump’s still in office, he refuses to concede, insists he won, and I’m sure he’s commanding backdoor machinations to screw with the certification.

Lindsey Graham was called out for phoning the Secretary of State in Georgia and asking him to toss out ballots. A crime if true, the GOP just shrugs their shoulders and acts like it’s business as usual. On the one hand, it’s hard to believe, on the other hand, it’s become all too common with that corrupt cabal.

I’ll be relieved once Biden is sworn in, but that will only signal a new war. It’s never going to stop with the GOP. They will never have enough. They will always be on the attack.

A savvy foreign correspondent noted that for the past twenty or thirty years, the Republicans have been pushing for a one-party rule of America.

They came pretty damn close with Trump, and they ain’t finished yet.

Bullshit Billionaires

This is the guy that owns Twitter. Jack Dorsey. He’s worth $8 billion.

He thinks he’s a genius. He’s treated like a genius. He’s not a genius.

He’s some computer programmer who co-founded an odd social media platform that has become very important to our online lives.

He doesn’t really give a shit. If he did, the platform wouldn’t suck as badly as it does.

And, yes, Twitter sucks.

But it’s all we’ve got, and this guy pulls the strings.

We need to stop worshiping the rich, just because they’re rich.

We need to stop giving guys like Jack—a guy who totally lucked out—so much power and control over our society.

The stakes could not be higher.

That’s how we ended up with Donald Trump.

Covid Has a Case of the Trumps

No, I’m not sorry. I’m too insignificant to play the game of empathy for a man who shrugged his shoulders and said “It is what it is” when asked about the deaths of 200,000 Americans.

It’s not that I hope he dies, but it would be nice if this took him out of the political picture. Indefinitely.

And he might be faking it. The man lies so much, we just really can’t put it past him. This could be some grandiose, perverted passion play where Trump virtually dies and springs back to life, Christ-like, stronger than ever, smiting all enemies foreign and domestic and, most importantly—liberal.

All of his idiotic, asshole supporters are enraged that people like me aren’t showing the proper degree of heart-sickened respect…which makes me laugh sardonically, because I know exactly how they’d behave if the shoe were on the other foot.

We’re talking about the “Lock her up!” crowd here.

The “Facts don’t care about your feelings” boys.

The “Trump 2020 — Fuck your Feelings!” campaign slogans.

So, no, expect no eye wash here.

A Hill to Die On

Some hipster kid mocked me with those words as I tried to defend this film, known in America as “Cuties.”

It’s not a great film, but it is a good film. A sincere and honest effort from a first-time female director. There is more than enough text on the internet to describe the plot, but I encourage anyone interested to watch it themselves before passing judgement.

As of now, millions of conservatives who have never seen this film have mistakenly labeled it “child porn” and they will accuse anybody who disagrees with them of pedophilia.

It’s not the first time they’ve done something like this, and it surely won’t be the last. Jumping on the bandwagon of mass hysteria seems to be their specialty.

My standard response to any criticism of the film is “Have you seen it?” And thus far only one person has admitted they have, though I’m skeptical of that claim because in our conversations he made a few observations that were either obviously overgeneralized or ran contrary to what I saw.

Anyway…in a couple of weeks, this will probably disappear and we’ll be off and ranting about a new controversy, and the conservatives will surely fuck that all up, too.

It hurts having to live with people like that.

It means we can’t have nice things.

They just…ruin everything.

Close Calls & Damn It All

Well, dodged a bullet. The crisis I spoke of in my last entry has passed. Life is back to “normal” and that’s about the best I can expect for the foreseeable future. Thankful, and relieved.

In other news, this little asshole on the left shot three people—killing two—in Kenosha, WI, a couple of days ago.

The Trumpies are making him a hero. They say he acted in self-defense.

A “Christian” money-raising site has already collected $158,000 for his defense fund.

He wasn’t even from Kenosha. At 17 years of age, he shouldn’t have had that assault rifle. His mother (also a gun nut) drove him from Illinois to help protect a car dealership with some other gun-nut assholes that they read about on Facebook.

And an alarming number of Republicans consider him a hero, and his actions justified.

God damn them. God damn every one of them.

A Family Without Respect

For years now, my asshole brother has been asking my mom to ask me to do him a favor, most recently to watch his kids at the drop of a hat.

I made the mistake of saying “No, if he wants me to watch the kids, then he needs to ask me himself.”

That was it. That’s all I did.

I’m watching the kids right now. He just brought them over anyway, dropped them off, and drove away. No “hello.” No “how are you bro?” No “thanks for helping out.”

I’ve never refused him before, for anything, but now I am clearly persona non grata and I’m not sure what’s going to happen to me next.

I quite literally may die, because I have no where to go, and no way to survive.

Had I known that asking to be treated like a human being, like a family member in fact, instead of a faceless servant who doesn’t deserve so much as a please or a thank-you, I probably would have kept my mouth shut and just let them keep shitting on me.

So there you have it. Be careful when you stand up for yourself, because the assholes are more than likely to just kick you back down again.

Best of luck, everyone. We’ll be damned lucky if we can get this country away from Trump and his rich asshole fascist supporters.

This might be my last missive on this obscure site.

It was worth a try.

Blood, Backaches & Bones

Got blood where it’s not supposed to be. Wasn’t worried, but now I am. Will give it another month, and if things don’t change, it’s doctor time.

You know, the doctor I can’t possibly afford. The doctor who will sneer at me with disdain for being uninsured. The doctor who will make it clear, albeit not vocalized, that a poor old wretch like me is wasting his valuable time. The doctor I probably won’t even like, but what else can you do?

My back…keeps slipping out of place, mainly because I’m overweight and out of shape. And old…. Happens unpredictably. No real traceable cause, just a sudden muscular landslide, a simmering surge of chronic pain in the lumbar that causes me to move slowly and painfully for a few days.

People think I’m faking it.

And my bones, my crunching, crackling old bones. The knee, always a liability since a high school football game, grinds and pops. It needs to be replaced but, of course, I’m uninsured and couldn’t possibly afford it.


If I’m going to die, I hope I get something published before I go. I’ve got three damn good stories, and one more that’s about 75% complete.

If I could just get a fucking break.

Anyway…America is still insane and deteriorating quickly.

The GOP is infesting “democrat” cities with secret police.

MAGA morons are still being big babies about wearing a stupid mask.

Based on appearances, Trump and the GOP seem to want everybody to contract Covid-19. Lockstep demands to reopen the economy emanate daily from their ranks, but no solutions or proposals to keep people healthy and safe.

Just work. Get back to work. They insist that “People want to work!”

No we don’t, you assholes. We want to live.

Still hoping against hope that my soulmate will just plop into my lap before I kick the bucket. And we’ll sigh with relief, and laugh, and hug, and kiss with our noses. A morning dream, vanished. A beautiful song, forgotten and lost.

In even the best of circumstances, it’s a cruel, cruel world.

Police Love Brutality

A brief post. The world is practically afire. COVID-19 still rages, but the big business GOP will likely ignore it for as long as possible, even though positive infections are steadily on the rise.

A cop killed a black man (George Floyd) in broad daylight, on camera, and would have gotten away with it if not for massive protests.

For days now, protesters have been surrounding the White House and Trump can barely bring himself to mention them, though he has turned off the lights at least once, reportedly hid in a bunker, and is now reinforcing an iron wall around the perimeter.

Oh! And he called on the US military to “dominate” the protesters.

He thinks he’s doing a great job.

And tens of millions of butt-stupid Republicans think the same.

But leaders who sleep in bunkers and hide behind walls rarely have a bright future to which they can look forward.

And I, for one, take solace in that.

That’s it. That’s the post.

That’s where we’re at.

Masks v. Freedom to be Dumb

My little doggie. So black, he absorbs light. Even though he’s neutered and less than a foot tall, he’s got a lion’s heart and can actually be quite vicious for a cute little guy.

I think he’s smarter than many Republicans.

For posterity’s sake, allow me to describe the situation we’re in.

COVID-19 has kept our state and our country basically locked down for about two months. The Republicans are screaming to reopen everything, post haste.

So in order to reopen, we have to use every precaution available, because the virus is still lurking among us and it is highly contagious.

For that reason, both the CDC and 50 countries throughout the world are asking—if not requiring—that people wear masks.

The masks are not to protect the wearer, but rather to protect other people from the wearer, who may be C19 positive, but asymptomatic, or presymptomatic.

Now get this: many Republicans are refusing to wear masks because they consider it an assault on their constitutional rights.

One went so far as to call me an authoritarian fascist after I explained to him the importance of the mask. I went on to explain that both I and my mother were in high-risk groups, to which he replied:

Then isolate yourself & stop fucking up things for everyone else who takes the time to be healthy. Get healthy & quit imposing on my life you jerkoff.”

So, yeah, that’s what we’re dealing with in Trump’s America, and Trump is doing nothing to help. He refuses to wear a mask and, to the best of my knowledge, has never encouraged his followers to wear one.

We’re in the midst of a deadly global pandemic that might linger with us for years, and Trump and his people don’t even want to do something as simple as wearing a mask to keep folks safe and reduce the spread.

And that’s crazy.