Agree or Disagree

Read the following and tell me if you agree with it.. or don’t agree with it.. and why.

I’m just curious what your thoughts are:

The United States is still a capitalist society, but capitalism in the Real America will be an enlightened way to wealth. Sure, some people will always try to make a buck by squeezing the little people, but in the Real America, I’ll be able to make more money .. I’ll be able to make more of a profit.. by treating employees with dignity and giving them access to non-governmental health care and paying them what they deserve. In the Real America, the employee will be a partner and we’ll all enrich one another.

In the Real America our current plastic politicians will be replaced by the more genuine, lifelike and human robots in Disney’s Hall of Presidents. Actually, partisan politics is a tough topic to tackle, but we will, shortly.

Basically, Real Politics in this better America will be based on principle not policy: Real Ethics, Real Values, Real Integrity. As Real Americans, we will not expect to agree with everything a certain politicians says, but we will be able to demand that politicians always say what they mean and mean what they say. The Real American Politician will look us in the eyes and say, “Look, Jack, you may completely disagree with me on this one issue, but here are these eight other issues on which we do agree. And more important, we agree on principles. And that’s just the way it is. If you can vote for me, great. If not, I understand ’cause I don’t need this job badly enough to lie to you or myself.”

Martin Luther King’s dream will come true in Real America: a colorblind society.. but without political correctness. Unfortunately, King’s dream has been perverted and twisted by so many, white and black alike, that it is barely recognizable today. In Real America, we will know that white men aren’t racist; one man can be racist. Black men aren’t lazy; one man can be lazy and racism is not an American problem, it’s a human problem.

The Real America is the America we all saw on the evening of September 11 and in the days and weeks that followed, but without violence, without sorrow, without mourning. It is an America where the question “How are you?” is sincerely asked, and the answer is heard with real concern.

The Real America is a place in our hearts. It’s authentic. It’s a place we remember. And it’s a place we can live in today.

But there are forces keeping us from being the Real Americans and living in the Real America: Now, I’m not one of those people pointing a finger at Hollywood or pointing the finger at television or blaming music, because it’s not just that.

But it is just that. It’s all of that.. and one more thing.

The most insidious force keeping us from being the Real Americans is ourselves.

So what do y’all think? Let me know.. and once you do, I’ll fill you in on the rest.

I Need A Favor…

.. so if we’re friends on Facebook then you’re going to see posts from me regarding another blog that I write..

.. and if we’re friends on Facebook then please don’t mention this blog.

The reason is that my family and friends and in-laws are all on Facebook and I’m not one to tell people close to me what is really going on. For a variety of reasons but mainly because people are people (even if they love you) and I don’t want to be fodder for their gossip.

I’m sure you can understand that.. Especially if you’ve been following this blog. I mean.. come on.. would YOU really want everything on here to be common knowledge?? LOL!!!

Convos

ME: Y’know after watching 4 straight hours of Hoarders it dawned on me that if I ever went on strike, this house would look like any one of the ones shown

CHIEF: (( silence ))

ME: That’s all you got to say, huh?

CHIEF: Well, what do you want me to say?

ME: Yknow.. you watch Hoarders and you get all “OMG” .. but guess what? You’re no better

1986 Self: Amazing How I Thought Life Was SOOO Hard Then..

Ok..

So to shift away from the current drama that is my life, we’re going to take another trip back to ’86.

Isn’t it funny how you read something 24 years later and it’s as if you wrote it yesterday? Well.. maybe not for you but I honestly can even remember writing the damn thing. It’s a pity that I’m not able to just scan the entries in because then.. THEN .. you’ll have the benefit of all my doodles and different colored pens!!

What I’m going to start doing with this entry is sticking my 2010 comments in..  because, really.. how freakin’ bizarro was I??

Thursday, 10 April 1986

It’s cold outside. I mean COLD!! And I thought they were only kidding about a snow shower. If I didn’t know it was April, I could swear it was January! Look at this fucking wacho with ice cream cones. Talk about bathroom wack-offs and just why am I obsessed with the weather?. I think the wack-off is the one writing this! Is that Mrs. C pulling up in her BMW? God that lady gives me an ulcer?

FERRY *Frankie Goes To Hollywood*

LIFE.. GOES ON DAY AFTER DAY. HEARTS.. TORN IN EVERY WAY.. SO FERRY.. CROSS THE MERZIE.. CAUSE THIS LANDS THE PLACE I LOVE.. AND HERE I’LL STAY.. AND HERE I’LL STAY.. PEOPLE.. THEY RUSH EVERY WHERE.. EACH.. WITH THEIR OWN SECRET PLAN.. SO FERRY.. CROSS THE MERZIE.. CAUSE THIS LAND’S THE PLACE I LOVE AND HERE I’LL STAY.

God, I love that song! And the version of “Born To Run” they do is GREAT! I get really hysterical at the beginning. There’s this guy and this girl having a conversation and she say’s something like, “.. if you’re late one more time the supervisor said he’s going to put you on the daily signer” and the guys go HA!! real loud and then they break into the intro to “Born To Run”. It’s really great. The whole album is, really. I really only bought it for “Born To Run”, “Relax” and “Welcome To The Pleasuredome.” But when I first heard it, I went wild. Obviously I had WAY too much time on my hands.. and this is before CD’s!!

I love to make myself up and flip the stereo up to ten and jam away like I’m a singer. OMG! That’s one thing I really want or wanted to be. A rock singer, or guitarist in a band. That would be SO cool OMG!! x2 Before, I used to take my walkman to work and when I was in the back bagging the clothes, I’d be singing full hilt, especially to Alison Moyet, and I’d got snagged a couple of times because I’d be so wrapped up in singing that I wouldn’t hear the door until it was too late. We’re talking EXTREME EMBARASSMENT!! I bet! Another thing I like to do beside starting paragraphs, Leese? is record “fake” duets. All I have to do is plug in the microphone, put in the song “.. of my choice” yes, I wrote it that way! and a blank tape in the other deck and go for it. Sometimes it comes out really good, you can hardly tell it’s dubbed. It’s like, “.. yea, I sang with Bruce and Paul and Alyson and Survivor and The Alarm and Frankie and Midge. They’re close personal friends of mine” ROFLMAO!! Who IS this freak!!! Nobody’s ever head them though. Except once. I had taped “The Secret of Association” album yes! vinyl! and it ran over onto side B where I had myself taped. I had been busy in the store and Paul’s that would be Paul Young album ended. There were people in the store and all of a sudden, you hear me and Bruce singing “Thunder Road” and one of the customers made a comment like, “.. that sounds like a dying moose”. I blamed it on LM and shut the tape off. That wasn’t really embarassing because nobody knew it was me.

I was trying to think of my most embarassing moment and I couldn’t think of one that’s because it hadn’t happened yet, thank God! I mean, I have been embarrassed but I can’t think of one time that gets me embarrassed every time I think about it. I remember this one time, M had come over to the bakery to pick me up from work and I had my old radio with me. So I told M to hold it at her house so it would give me an excuse to go back over such a conniver! Really it was so I could get out of my house to go over hers and have a cigarette. Bad Bad Girl! Well anyway, it was a Sunday and oh, there was a tape in the radio. So I had gotten done how’s that for grammar! eating dinner and the phone rang. I picked it up and said “hello” and I hear somebody singing the Canadian National Anthem. OMG! So I thought it was C but then M got on the phone and she was hysterical laughing wouldn’t you be, I mean come on.. the CANADIAN National Anthem? Which I still know, btw.. Then I realized that on the backside of the tape was ME singing. I ran over there SO fast!! Thinking about it now, it’s hysterical but I was embarassed then. And the time I was down the shore. Me , my brother and my cousin A were in the pool. I had this purple bathing suit on I should have been arrested by the fashion police In fact, I still have it. Anyway, we were in the pool. I was about, oh God, 7 or 8 years ago. Well, my left boob popped out of my bathing suit and my cousin swam u pto me and said, “.. I think you’re losing something” and pointed to it. That’s another thing I laugh about now. he probably doesn’t even remember, but you can be sure I’m not going to remind him. Could you imagine “.. Yo A, Do you remember about 8 years ago when you told me my boob was falling out of my bathing suit?” Come on!!!

Do you realize that since I’ve been writing I haven’t mentioned Rick once? Oh, the horrors!! Well, it’s 5:30 so he should be walking by pretty soon. Nobody better be in here breaking my balls either. I WANT HIM!

I was over at C’s house for a couple of hours I CAN’T BELIEVE THESE FUCKING PEOPLE!! OF ALL THE FUCKING TIMES FOR STRANGE TO COME IN LOOKING FOR SHIRTS! WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT HER FUCKING LAUNDRY?? WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT WHEN TRASH NIGHT IS AND THAT SHE LIKES TO HAVE ALL HER TRASH TOGETHER!! DON’T SHE THINK THAT I KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT TRASH. 10 OF 6 RICK WALKS BY, LOOKS IN THE WINDOW TWICE AND I COULDN’T WAVE TO HIM!! AH MAN!! THAT’S IT! MY WHOLE DAY IS RUINED!!

RUINED!!

ALL BECAUSE OF SOME FUCKING ASS PUSSY NAMED STRANGE!! I’M SOOO PISSED OFF!! THAT’S IT! THE END!! MAYBE I’LL BE LUCKY AND HE’LL TAKE CLOTHES IN BUT I DOUBT IT!! I WAS BORN WITHOUT  LUCK!! I’M CONVINCED!!

Um.. can anyone say PSYCHO?? Jesus!! Talk about an over the top reaction, huh? This for a guy that I hadn’t even had a conversation with until then!! ROFLMAO!!

Mind you.. these tantrum was written in 3 inch letters with the RUINED!!!! about half the page!! OMG.. sooo ridiculous and awfully, Glenn Close-ish, huh??

Thoughts From My iPhone

.. As much as I hate to say this, if it wasn’t for Bella I’d move out of here tonight. I can’t do that to her.. She’s been through sooooo much that it breaks my heart to think about upheaving her life now.. Especially since she is really old and won’t be with me for much longer. It makes me want to cry.

God, what the hell did I do to my life?