As I explained in my last post, I was in a foul mood all week. In fact, I wasn’t even going to post today.
But this morning, everything changed. I turned on the news and Ukraine is still standing. Its people are defending themselves, fighting for their freedom with everything they have. Meanwhile, I was feeling sorry for myself because I had a bad week. How self-absorbed is that?
Halfway around the world people just like me, are fighting an existential war. There is killing and dying on both sides and … It hit me hard. I really don’t do much, not much at all. I drive a bus. How insignificant is that?
What I do has no effect and does nothing to help the people who are hiding in bomb shelters to survive a needless war. A war waged against the innocent and provoked by insipid weakness. Putin is guilty of waging war on a country that did nothing wrong. But Biden is guilty of provoking the war by being insipidly weak. He imposes sanctions that do too little—too late, and then buys Russian oil. Yes, the United States is still buying Russian oil because of Biden’s domestic energy policy. If you finance an insane tyrant, don’t you share in his blame? Think about it.
So simply put. Guilt has me at the keyboard. Even if I only reach half a dozen, it’s something … at the very least.
Please watch the entire video below and listen to Olena Gnes. Yesterday, her children were in school. Today, she is hiding them in a bomb shelter.
And when I say everyone, I mean the seven or eight followers I have that actually read my posts.
Yeah. Don’t worry. I have no delusions of grandeur. Dreams yes, but I know that when it comes to being read on the internet, you need celebrity first. People really don’t give a damn what a lowly bus driver in Florida has to say. However, it is important for you to note, free speech is still alive and well in the Free State of Florida. And I’m a perfect example.
If you count yourself among the seven or eight who actually look forward to my posts, then I’m sorry about missing last week. As I’ve explained in the past, real-life sometimes gets in the way, taking precedence over blogging.
Personally, it makes me miserable when that happens, and the past week was pretty rough as far as attitude is concerned. I know, especially in light of current world events, not being able to write seems a poor excuse for allowing yourself to feel miserable. And you’re right, unless the reason you spend your week driving a bus is so you can spend your weekends writing.
I guess you need to be a writer to understand but, this is my life, or what’s left of it.
PS – Just to give you an idea of my level of sacrifice, as of last month, I could make more money working a register at Walmart than I can driving a bus. This is yet another example of my precipitous spiral downward, fueled by poor decisions and the cruelty of fate. I should probably quit my job and go work for the Walton Family.
It’s the Monday after, and Super Bowl LVI (56) is history. No, I really didn’t have a horse in this race, so when that happens, I always root for the underdog, in this case, the Bengals. Sometimes it works and I win. Sometimes it doesn’t and I lose. But it was a good game, and that’s all that really mattered to me.
That said. My conservative eye made note of a few interesting observations. For example, I didn’t see any homeless people and their associated squalor anywhere near the stadium. In the Socialist State of California, that just can’t be right.
That was outside SoFi stadium, but inside there were tens of thousands of people, all within a foot or two of each other, but I didn’t see tens of thousands of masks, and this is in a state and city with draconian mask mandates.
As for the game, I was happy to see that the NFL did televise the national anthem because Mickey Guyton was great. I would link to it, but the NFL won’t allow me to, so you’ll have to do your own search if you missed it.
As for the game itself, it was good. With all the great games leading up to the Super Bowl, there was a good chance this one would be a dud. But the Rams and the Bengals delivered, so I can’t complain.
Finally, there’s the halftime show: can’t say that I’m a fan. It was full of glitz and over-the-top production, as you’d expect. But as far as talent goes, jumping around from one side of the stage to the other while holding your crotch and shouting incoherently is something I did when I was three. And from all reports, I did it naked.
And then there’s Eminem taking a knee, which brings us right back to the NFL caving on sideline progressive politics. Hasn’t Roger Goodell learned anything yet? Leave politics out of football, and that includes halftime shows. BTW, Roger, do you know how many times the N-word was used during the twelve-minute show (performers and fans)? Where’s your CRT when you really need it? Hmmm???
PS – Eminem, didn’t you get the memo America sent? Keep politics out of the NFL.
On the way home from work the other day, I was listening to the Jesse Kelly Show. If you’ve never heard of him and you’re curious, check him out on iHeart radio jessekellyshow.com. Anyway, he was doing a foot-in-mouth segment and invited the audience to call in. I work a ten-hour day, it was late, and I was listening in my truck on the way home, so I didn’t call. But it did remind me of a funny incident that happened to me.
Years ago, I think it was a Saturday, and the family was hanging out in the living room. We were going through boxes of stuff to give away. Most of it was old kid clothes, some toys, and other miscellaneous items. It was actually a fun time, nostalgic too. That is until I inadvertently screwed everything up.
I had just reached for another box and opened it up. Inside, was a pair of blue jean shorts. This wouldn’t be particularly unique except for one thing, they were enormous. These jean shorts were definitely not kid-sized unless the kid was huge.
I held them up and asked, “Whose are these? I bet I could fit in them”.
The kids looked and immediately started to giggle. “They’re not mine…” “They’re not mine either.” They certainly weren’t going to take credit for this monstrosity.
I giggled too, and joked, “Seriously, I think these would fit me.” Soon there were chants from the peanut gallery. Put them on… Put them on…
Some FYI stuff for context. First, I’m not skin and bones, also, I’m not obese. I do work out and even jog on occasion, but for the most part, I’m a medium build. That said. The wife is a dime (a ten in ‘70s vernacular). She was a ten when I met her, and a ten when we divorced. Now, back to the story.
So I yuck it up with the kids by doing a little back-and-forth. Should I put them on…? No, maybe I shouldn’t… Well, maybe I should, just to see if they fit.
They were laughing their heads off and egging me on. Finally, I make the fatal decision to give the kids what they desperately want. I put on the shorts.
Viola. Not only did the pants fit, but there was also room to spare, except for the crotch, a very important fact to remember. While I could move around in the pants, I couldn’t sit or bend over because the crotch was really tight. I figured they were kid jeans, why wouldn’t it be tight. Still, the shorts were big enough that I could zip everything up.
Okay. There I am, prancing around the living room in these enormous kid jeans. The kids are falling off the couch laughing. I’m laughing too. Then, I look over at the wife, and she ….. She is shooting me with lightning bolts, daggers, and poison darts, all at the same time. Her eyes were on fire. She is so angry that the vein on the side of her neck looked like an inner tube ready to pop. I could see it pulsing from across the room.
I didn’t know what I did wrong, but I figured I better end it now. So I say to the kids, “Okay, that’s enough. We still have a bunch of boxes to go through.”
And to show that I meant business—and to score a feeble point with the wife, I took the pants off right there in front of everyone. Oh, did I forget to mention that the pants were so big they even fit over the pants I was already wearing? Yes, I suppose I did.
Anyway, I hold up the pants, look at the wife, and ask again, “Whose pants are these?”
She looks me straight in the eye and says in that low, simmering, angry voice all women have—“They’re mine.”
Yes. It seems that before I met the wife, there was a period of time when she was obese. A period of time I never knew about.
PS – I’m not saying that this led to my breakup, but I’m sure it didn’t help. And yes, revenge is best served ….. in enormous blue jean shorts.
On Tuesday, January 25, 2022, Officer Wilbert Mora succumbed to his injuries. We are saddened by the loss and our prayers go out to his family and friends.
This is the second time I’ve had to write about the NYPD incident and as far as I know, there are no reports as to why and how it occurred. My main question is this. Was it a setup and how complicit is McNeil’s mother? I don’t know the answer, I’m just asking.
All the media will say is that there are investigations.
I know what you’re thinking. The mother was just an innocent victim. Her involvement is based on conjecture. But imagine if one, or both, of the dead police officers were Caucasian. How would the mainstream media portray the horror that happened? The police officers would be vilified and McNeil’s mother would be saintly in her loss. We wouldn’t need to ask if there were going to be riots. We would only need to ask how many and where. The conspiracy theorists would sling all sorts of false accusations simply to gin up more angst and violence to fuel the rioting.
It just doesn’t make sense. Unless your goal is to create so much chaos, that people cry out for help. And here comes the National Police Force, to save the day and take your freedom away.
If we don’t recognize what’s happening and take action, it will be too late.
NYPD officer Jason Rivera and his partner Wilbert Mora were fired upon by Lashawn McNeil while responding to a domestic disturbance. The mother (who called the police) made no mention of the weapon her son possessed. Was this a setup? Who knows but … Officer Rivera was killed and officer Mora is clinging to life.
Once again, a piece of human excrement, Lashawn McNeil, was not incarcerated like he should’ve been and now officer Rivera will never live the life he dreamed—our condolences and prayers to his family and friends—our prayers for a speedy and complete recovery to officer Mora.
There is only one answer that I can think of to explain the lunacy of the left. I’ve talked about this before, and it seems as though I’m the only one. But here it is again.
In the United States of America, policing of the civilian population falls under the jurisdiction of local police departments. It is a highly decentralized system and as such, can’t be controlled by Washington and its (unelected) bureaucrats. This is a huge problem for liberals, progressives, and the communist party in America.
But what if you can disrupt the current system to a point where the people cry out for Federal help? Well, the FBI steps in. Now, the Fed controls national and local law enforcement; this bears repeating. Listen to me carefully; The Fed Will Control All Law Enforcement. And of course, who controls the Fed? Unelected government bureaucrats, The Swamp, that’s who.
Consider this as your possible future.
You buy your son a dog for his birthday. It’s a beautiful Golden Labrador but there’s a problem, it needs space to run and play. You anticipated this and contracted a company to build a fence around your yard. The contractor pulled all the permits and the fence is legal. You keep your son and his dog on our property as specified by government mandate.
Your neighbor is the City Director of the FBI and he was in his backyard grilling burgers when your son took his new dog out to play. At first, because of the excitement of the moment, the dog barked at your neighbor. The barking was short-lived. The dog quickly lost interest in your neighbor and spent the rest of the afternoon playing with your son. That was on Sunday.
Monday, you go into work as usual and pick up where you left off last Friday. Suddenly, your boss calls you into her office. She lays down the law in no uncertain terms. There’s a complaint about your dog and if you don’t get rid of it immediately, you’ll need to find another job. Under no circumstances will she allow her department to go through another FBI compliance audit.
You have no choice and Monday night, you break your son’s heart. Something he will remember for the rest of his life.
Think this is just another example of Davyd writing fiction? Ask someone who escaped Cuba in the 60’s.
Freedom is worth fighting for, but only to those willing to fight. The time is now.
I just saw a video on Twitter. A very pretty twenty-something is finally realizing what taxation is all about.
First, she talks about how she goes to work and earns five hundred dollars and how every dollar she earns is taxed. Then, she realizes that everything she buys with the dollars she has leftover— is taxed. This would include the things she needs to buy in order to go to work.
As she contemplates further, she realizes that the people she buys things from also pay taxes. In fact, they’re paying taxes on money she already paid taxes on. And the cycle continues indefinitely until finally, she has a eureka moment.
Let her tell you in her own words:
To sum it all up, what she’s realizing, but can’t quite find the words to express (this is my area of expertise) is that a dollar equaling one-hundred pennies, doesn’t disappear, but its value does. We call this inflation. For those people of this young lady’s generation, it is Bidenflation.
PS – I tried to leave a reply, but it seems to have been absorbed into the Twitter void of conservative thought. I can see it on my page but nowhere else. It went something like this:
Eureka!!!! Who says young people don’t understand taxation? You can’t even call it double or triple taxation. It’s infinite taxation.
First and foremost, can we make some bus driver (logical) assumptions here? Sotomayor is a Supreme Court Justice, and as such, should be able to assimilate information on an equal par with your average, run-of-the-mill, American. As a justice, she has top-level staff whose only job is to make sure that she has correct information. She has top-level staff whose only job is to make sure that when she speaks, she sounds intelligent and unbiased because her words represent the court; regardless of which side she leans in favor of.
In all honesty, this list is the edited version. I really could go on and on about the things we should be able to expect from Sotomayor, but never seem to get.
Sotomayor led the way by putting that large, socialist foot she shoes every day, squarely in both cheeks of her mouth. Mind you, this is a Supreme Court justice whose actions influence all of us, and she is not elected, and she serves for life. Wow! Just listen to what dumb sounds like in her own words:
Please scroll down to the Greg Price twitter retweet:
Under no circumstances do I believe anything CNN produces is anything but progressive propaganda. However, I’m including this CNN fact check video to illustrate two things that are blatantly obvious. Watch first:
1 – Believe it or not, CNN is actually calling her out on the lie. But as always, they have an agenda and it is not to report the truth. This leads to my second point.
2 – They redeem themselves to the left when they spread progressive pox by instructing her exactly how she could have structured her false statements into mischaracterized facts. Listen to the nonsense again, and consider the filter CNN uses to propagandize.
She also seems to be ignorant as to the constitutional delineation between state’s rights vs. federal rights. I briefly heard it on a Newsmax clip, but I can’t find the audio anywhere. Do you think big tech has something to do with that?
Covid Doctor calls for an end to vax … Who’s next?
We all know that big tech is censoring just about everybody with a conservative voice. Lucky for me, I’m not big enough for them to focus on yet. But think about the arrogance. Twitter shuts down President Trump while at the same time promoting Al-Qaida. Facebook (I think it’s still called facebook) is just as bad. And have you tried to do a legitimate conservative data search on Google? As long as it’s a negative search, you’re golden; try to find something positive that isn’t tainted by progressive ideology, and well, good luck.
Now, they’re even targeting the smaller fish in the sea. Dr. Robert Malone Robert W Malone MD (rwmalonemd.com). Have you ever heard of him? Until recently, I didn’t know who he was, though I did, kind of, recognize the name. He is the genius behind the mRNA vaccines used to fight covid-19, and he isn’t happy about how his creation is being used, or more accurately, abused.
And how does Big Tech respond? They attack him and censor him for disseminating false information about covid vaccinations. For God’s sake, he invented them. If anyone knows the truth about covid vaccinations: benefits versus risks, appropriate versus inappropriate application, he would. Yet it’s a bunch of computer code techies that are governing our ability to obtain proper medical information and treatment. The only misinformation about vaccines comes directly from big tech and the Biden administration.
If you go to Dr. Malone’s site and click on the covid-19 treatments, you’ll see what he thinks we should be doing. He isn’t anti-vax; he’s anti-abuse of the vaccine technology that he developed. Especially, when there are highly effective (and proven) medical protocols that use currently available and safe medications. For non-medical slugs like you and me, the language on treatment protocols is a bit droning, but the gist is this. We can take medications to dramatically reduce the severity of covid-19, and we could have been doing so right from the beginning.
I’m a perfect example of what Dr. Malone is talking about. Six months ago, I got sick and went to the doctor. I was tested because they tested everybody. The test was positive for covid-19. I was sent home with no treatment and the admonition not to come in contact with anyone for 15 days.
I didn’t need to go to the hospital, but the experience was miserable. I suffered for four weeks. I describe it as the flu on steroids with really strange symptoms. I had acute exhaustion; not the typical worn-down feeling you get from the flu or colds. I’m talking twenty hours of sleep a day for two weeks straight. I lost my senses of taste and smell. I also had to deal with severe backache and skin itching along with all the standard flu symptoms. As time went on, everything improved. I regained my ability to taste and smell; the severe itching went away but was replaced with night sweats, the kind that literally leaves puddles. That went away too, and four weeks later, I was better. But to this day, I still have some exhaustion and backache issues that pop up now and again, though they seem to be waning as well.
Why wasn’t I given hydroxychloroquine, ivermectin, or monoclonal antibodies?
Answer: Because Joe Biden stole an election.
China needs to be held accountable to the world for what it did and is still doing. My doctor should be held accountable for what she didn’t do. And no one will be held accountable for anything until President Donald J. Trump is reinstated.
I’ve used this analogy before and will probably find it necessary to use it again (Joe Biden).
Sunday, January 2, 2022, was a beautiful day in Florida, especially if you wanted to go on a bike ride. Yes, the rumors are true, tee-shirts and shorts in winter, unless you come from any liberal-progressive state. Then as always, this conservative is lying, especially about the weather.
Attention all Progressives and Liberal democrats: Do not come to Florida and spread your progressive pox.
As I was about to say, I had just returned from a very enjoyable bike ride. Lest you think it was part of a New Year’s resolution towards better fitness through exercise, look below. This is my bike. It has nothing to do with pedaling around for fitness in a futile attempt to lose weight. But it does have a whole lot to do with fun, burning fossil fuels, and going fast, very fast.
Now that’s what I call a bike, but I digress.
So, let’s get back to my original question. Do you see the naked emperor?
Well, when I got back to the house and settled down after a joyous ride, I checked my phone. I’m notoriously bad about doing that and of course, there was a Happy New Year text message that I missed. It was from one of my very progressive relatives. I have more than just a few and they all seem blind to the facts. I’m going to repeat the text message thread so that you know what I mean when I say blind.
But before I do, you need to know that I’m fully aware of how inappropriate interjecting political speak is when texting a Happy New Year wish. My reasons for doing so are the subject of another post that may never be published. But …..
Here it is (the names have been changed to protect the writer of this post):
Joan: Happy New Year! (fireworks emoji). Have a wonderful year. Love (heart emoji)
Joan and Rodney.
Me: Happy New Year to you guys too (New Year’s Eve party GIF). Have a healthy and
wonderful year in spite of Joe Biden. And don’t forget, Let’s go Brandon.
Joan: Who is Brandon?
I’m totally taken aback by this and don’t know how to respond. Time ticks away.
Could it be true? Joan has no idea what Let’s go Brandon means, (LGB).
The emperor (Joe Biden) thinks he’s fully clothed and so does Joan. Or …..
Is Joan doing what progressives do when their ideology fails so miserably that it’s too difficult to admit? Liberals blame others for their failures and when they run out of people to blame, they ignore the fiasco they created and pretend nothing is wrong. It’s either that or she’s simply ignorant, as ignorant as her Dear Leader. Joan answers this question herself as I play along.
Joan: I repeat. Who is Brandon?
Me: I don’t know exactly. It’s just a national greeting. Happy New Year ….. Let’s go
Joan: Never heard of it. Thanks. Happy New Year.
That was the last word. Joan always gets the last word.
P.S. – Notice that I never use the F-bomb? Compare that to the progressive/liberals and even your garden variety Democrats, all of whom were very fond of saying F@#$ Trump during his presidency. They even had bumper stickers. How is Let’s go Brandon unacceptable but F@#$ Donald Trump is perfectly fine? The shoe is firmly on the other foot here, and Democrats want to ignore the poor fit.