Couldn’t decide if I wanted to start this post with Mick Jagger’s, Visions Of Paradise or Johnny Cash’s cover of Hurt.
So I decided to share a couple of lyrics from each and we’ll roll along whatever path we find ourselves upon.
And just use your heart, not your head
While I fall apart in my bed
I find myself aching for you
I feel myself breaking in two
So don’t tell me when I should come on home
There might be a time you don’t want me around
and
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I’m still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
Still tweaking my diet but am having good success as I am down 15 pounds since my liver biopsy. It’s a mix of low Fodmap and gluten free alongside a minimum of 8,000 steps per day and heavy weightlifting.
I can see a time coming when I’ll need to shop for new clothes and am beginning to hear positive comments but I am not through yet.
Doesn’t hurt that some of you have shoved knives into me and twisted them but I know how to use that pain.
Remember, I dance in the fire not solely by circumstance but by choice. I haven’t chosen yet to pull myself out of there.
This pain isn’t unfamiliar and although unwelcome I will turn it to a more useful purpose and focus that energy there until I am exhausted.
Call it stubborn or stupid but my tolerance and ability to keep moving forward is significant so I will keep going forward until the blades break or dissolve in the acid pumped out by my heart.
Got a visit from some of the fools of Elonia and shared those same thoughts with them. They think white rage blinds all but it does not. I have clarity and perspective in spades.
Fifteen Years & Counting
My furriest child is standing next to me, daring the gardener to break into the house so that he can unleash all 22 pounds of fury upon him.
In between his barking he turns towards me and asks when I am going to open the door so he can protect the house.
I smile, thank him for 15 years and counting of being a family member. I tell him it’s too bad he never got to know his predecessor Moose and explain he was 120 pounds of Golden Retriever.
“If you walked into the house peacefully he’d bring you a beer but I have no doubt he could be roused into a rage if he came after one of us. He didn’t have your ‘small dog’ complex so he didn’t bark like crazy. But you two could have been good partners.”
Dark eyes look at me while he wags his tail followed by the coughing the vet says marks a heart condition. Been giving him meds for less than a year but more than a few months.
Took a couple of my pills while I gave him his and said “if I stay the course I might be able to lose these.” He wags his tail again and I promise to go run with outside. He doesn’t know what to make of me sprinting through the backyard and it makes me laugh.
“I can’t stop on a dime now or I might blow out a knee. This aging thing sucks huh.”
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Got Sting singing I Am So Happy I Can’t Stop Crying while I stretch my legs and adjust my posture in my chair. It reminds me Toby Keith covered it and I decide I’d rather switch to Beer For My Horses with him and Willie.
Don’t think I ever got a chance to share this would Dad but he would have appreciated the video and sentiments.
You know justice is the one thing you should always find
You got to saddle up your boys, you got to draw a hard line
When the gun smoke settles we’ll sing a victory tune
And we’ll all meet back at the local saloon
And we’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces singing
Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses
Singing whiskey for my men, beer for my horses
Dad would have no patience for the fools of Elonia and their trying to use members of the tribe as a beard for fascist policies.
He’d have been proud of me going after one fool who tried to talk me into believing the felon in the White House is doing anything that is going to help us.
These jackasses have done far more damage in less time than I had imagined. That was a miscalculation on my part, won’t do that again.
I was glad to see Harvard push back against the regime.
That doesn’t mean I don’t think Harvard doesn’t have huge issues like many other universities who have failed to protect Jewish students as they do other groups.
There is a cesspool of hate festering there but the regime isn’t truly interested in attacking that. Hell, unless and until we turn off the Qatari funding we won’t see some of that change as quickly as we would like.
No, I am concerned about the full court press on rewriting history. The attack on the Smithsonian, the Kennedy Center and numerous other areas by the regime makes it ever more important to hold onto books.
Not digital copies, but those that are paperback or hardcover.
No one sees the deletion of the digital, but the emulation of Nazis burning books in big bonfires will not be missed.
I don’t have any issue with deportation of international students that violate the terms of their stay provided they are given due process. I am not a fan of plainclothes arrest in which people disappear.
This needs to be done with full transparency.
Someone told me they think it is happening the way it is now because of a lack of competence but I don’t buy that.
It is being done with arrogance. They do not think they can be stopped. Remember we have sent at least one if not more innocent people to El Salvador.
SCOTUS ordered the admin to bring them back but it hasn’t happened yet. They say they can’t but what they mean is won’t.
Forty-seven is big on saber rattling. He has had no problem threatening to go after Iran, take Greenland and the Panama Canal.
Hell, if we wanted to take over all of El Salvador we could have full control within a week. So don’t tell me we can’t tell their dictator to find this guy and send him back. Don’t tell me we can’t make it happen because we can, we don’t want to.
What we do about this now will be one of the biggest tests of our democracy. Silence is complicity.
We need better but I have no faith in the fools of Elonia to help push congress on this. So many are compromised, but hope springs eternal so into the breach we go.
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