Thursday, October 28, 2021

God Awful Noise

 We are living in a time of unprecedented noise.  Not the white noise of wind in the trees, or evening crickets, or waves crashing on the beach.  God awful noise that seeks to drive us to places unholy and assaults our precious capacity for listening.


My street is undergoing a major road project, new sewers, new water pipes, drilling pavement, concrete saws, house shaking heavy equipment movement, etc.  The house I live in, as is another one door down, is getting a new roof.  The house next door is having the aluminum siding torn off in screeching metal on metal cacophony, while a new fence gets hammered around it's perimeter.  The air compressor parked outside my kitchen window is almost as bad as the dork down the street who ran his generator 24/7 after Hurricane Ida.  


Ten months into the road project and two weeks into general house repair noise, I'm ready to check myself into the nearest sanitarium for some peace and quiet.  Here's what happens when we are constantly bombarded with loud sounds.


We lose our peacefulness very quickly.  We become agitated and restless.  Our nerves are frayed and we become less tolerant of people and their idiosyncrasies.  We long for quietude and solace and hope we can calm down enough to get some rest.  


I am adept at tuning things out.  Anyone who's raised two toddlers under three alone will tell you it's a natural trait to listen for the warning tone in the noise and ignore the babble.  I try to do this in daily life; ignore the traffic and the sirens, the shouts, the airplanes, the bastard fighter jets, etc.  But it's been ten months of near constant din and I'm about to lose it.


I am glad I can step out tomorrow night and hopefully hear some great music.  It does soothe the savage beast, and I, alas, am one.  



Wednesday, October 27, 2021

The Zuckerberg Follies

 I get kicked off FACEBOOK frequently.  My comments (the ones that land me in FB jail) are always accurate, truthful and spot on.....but Mark ZZZZZZuckerberg does not like me, FB does not like me and now it is all starting to make sense.


First off, I don't generate any income for Zuckerberg, so I'm expendable.  Secondly, the very causes Zuckerberg holds dear are the only ones that I comment on --- that being the far right, utter bullshit of the ultrarich in this country.  


So I'm on an algorithm that if I say the words "idiot, moron, stupid, oligarchy, one percent", etc., I am shut down immediately.  Now it has come out in the investigation of Facebook, from Facebook insiders, that Mark Zuckerberg is a cheap asshat with a bad haircut who lies to everyone for a living.  He told Congress less than 1% of posts  compromise hate speech on Facebook.  Lie.  His insiders have said that 95% of the posts promoting hate speech (and insurrection planning) went unchecked.


It's time for Zuckerberg to check himself out of Facebook, a concept he stole from someone else.  It's time for this pencil neck geek to go away.  His karma has been leveled.


But instead, he's going to rename Facebook and let its horror continue.  So let's rename Facebook.


1.  Spy World

2.  FaceAbuse

3.  Adolescent Angst

4.  Free Speech For Tyrants

5.  Shut Up and Get a Life

6.  No More Like Buttons

7. 70 Below (as in IQ)

8.  Cash Junkie

9.  Where to find your Politician

10.  Mugshots


Thursday, October 21, 2021

Trump's New Media Site (Doomed to Fail)

 Donald Trump, having been kicked off FaceBook, Twitter, Instagram, etc., has decided to launch his own social media website. 


Of course, with Trump, nothing is social.  It's just narcissistic.  So let's have some fun with what he SHOULD call his new platform for rubes and the great unwashed.


1. Daily Utter Horseshit  or DUH for short

2.  Spelling Workbook

3.  A Toilet full of Lies

4.  Sit and Spin Right

5.  Irrational National Monologue

6.  Bridge for Sale

7.  Please Send Me More Money

8.  Your Favorite President Keeps Getting Indicted

9.  Child Molester's Digest

10.  A Streetcar named Delusion


Please let me know which one you prefer.  Since Trump means fart in UK slang, I believe this new "social" media site will just be so many more Trumps in the wind.  And they'll all stink.


Wednesday, October 20, 2021

The "Shithole" Country

 Remember when Donald Trump talked about "$hithole" countries?


Well, America, after Trump, definitely fits the description.  From a crumbling and dangerous infrastructure (unaddressed largely by republicans along with Joe Manchin and Krysten Sinema) to a desperately undereducated populace, to the many right wing cults popping up all over the place, we are rapidly deteriorating to warlords and religious sects.  Let's call us the United States of Afghanistan.  It's who we are right now.  


My belief is Trump brought us to this sorry state, via ineptitude and a desire for an autocracy wherein he could name himself king.  He's still desperately trying to overturn an election that labeled him a loser.  Talk about excessive, malignant narcissism.  He can't stand it.  My guess is he punches his mirror every morning and actually sees a large red L on his forehead.


We've got little morons like Greg Abbott and Ron DeSantis working their racist butts off to deter  voting by minorities and impose archaic restrictions on women's rights.  Oh yeah - and killing off people with anti-vax rhetoric.   We've got pop up groups like the Proud Boys and Oathkeepers determined to lead us into a civil war.  We've got Baptist pastors claiming Trump is the second coming.  We've got senators whom are not representing their constituents but rather imposing a radical right agenda that will seriously harm the very people whom elected them.  We've got antivaxxers and a pandemic that drags on and on largely due to misinformation.  And to top it all off, we've got Fox (pseudo) News spreading hatred, lies and dissent.  We have insane gun laws that make going to the movies a potentially deadly decision.  We've got high rents, low inventory on EVERYTHING, and people suffering.  


In short, we've got a real crisis in America.  


It didn't use to be this way.  Well, maybe the infrastructure was crumbling, but we didn't have lunatics believing an evil man like Trump was Jesus.  We didn't have mob scenes brought to the capitol doors.  We didn't have religious leaders possessed by whatever demons make a person believe in a person like Trump.  


America, alas, is a $hithole Country - brought to you by the Trump Family and a whole bunch of ignorant Americans too stupid to know when they're shooting themselves in the foot.



Sunday, October 17, 2021

The Land of Eight

 Once upon a time, in The Land of Eight, there stood a castle, tall and great, and 8 flags flew in the air, cuz the Kind of Eight had put them there.


In my somewhat rich fantasy life, I am Princess Number Nine in the Land of Eight.  My Eight King Daddy already has eight lovely daughters.  I was obviously an ooops baby, doomed to a life of proving my worth.


Until I made peace with being Number Nine in the Land of Eight.


Making peace with being somewhat of an afterthought, shadowland person is not easy.  Rejection by parents, sane or cray cray, is always a dismal landscape to navigate.  Then of course, comes the scapegoatism that is inherent with being an "embarrassment" person.  Everything that goes wrong from the day you're born to the day you die will somehow be linked to your very existence.  It's six degrees of separation gone horribly wrong.


So I made peace.  I rejected the rejectors, and sought my own place outside the Land of Eight.  Maybe it's not the 9th plane of utopia, but it is a comfortable place, filled with people unaware of my lowly  status.  I sell them short.  Even if they were aware of my lowly status, they wouldn't care.


I have a lovely life, undeterred by those who never wanted anything more than to relegate me to an obscure closet where dreams go to die.


So In the Land of Eight ---- BE A NINE.
  













Friday, October 15, 2021

Bitch Resurrection

 It's time to resurrect this blog.  I've been kicked off Facebook for the last time for merely expressing a leftist opinion of Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, i.e., I love her and Mark Zuckerberg does not.


It's unfunny how Facebook can target a person and censor them because of their radical (?) political opinions, which is what they did to me.  I refuse to participate in a platform that is so blatant in the true nature of their foundation, which is right wing, authoritarian and very dangerous.  So Mark Zuckerberg and I have parted ways, which kind of reflects how I've continuously gotten rid of grifters, thieves, liars and conspicuous consumers my entire waking life.   I do not feel bad.  I will have to adjust to new ways to connect with the people I love.  I don't see that as a large obstacle.


So, I'm not going to go off on a tangent about the Zuckerberg's of the world.  They are a necessary evil, although I'm not sure what the necessity is.  I think we will all find out at some point.


Let's talk about this pandemic, that drags on and on, largely due to the 66 million people who refuse vaccination.  Should the rest of us sit idly by, while this group of largely misinformed, uneducated, or conspiracy theorists dictates that the pandemic is here to stay?  I suppose we have no choice.  You can't fix stupid.  You can't convince a conspiracy theorist of anything other than their cult conspiracy.  The cost of education in America is out of reach for most of the lower classes, so you can't teach a Sneetch.  We're just stuck.  Our salvation is the science behind the vaccines, and that those of us who choose to can protect ourselves from the virus.  Those of us who aren't protecting themselves will all, eventually, succumb to the virus and it's deadly variations.  Sad but true.  But I'm waving a very flippant goodbye to the unvaccinated.  I no longer care and you're a waste of my breath and time.


Anyhow, I could never get away with writing any of the above on Facebook, so I have resurrected this blog and I am very grateful for this way to express my distaste and disgust for Mark Zuckerberg and everything he stands for.  Pay your fair share of taxes you monkey.