My Friends on the Left

I have friends on the left. Let me rephrase, I know people on the left whom I would still consider a friend, though I doubt the feeling is reciprocated. I don’t have many actual friends by the traditional definition, that’s just part of getting older I suppose. What I would consider a friend is someone who I would feel a desire to seek revenge for if someone had ever hurt them. By that standard, I have friends on the left.

I am not ultra-conservative, I am just simply a PROLC (Person Right of Left Center.) I feel that I should be entitled to my political opinions, hell, for nearly all of human history there have been nearly an equal amount of people created on both sides of that coin. Somehow we’ve made it to 2024 as one species and continue to grow. No amount of slander or hatred will prevent that statistic from holding true. But with that being said, I often feel bad for my friends on the left.

I feel bad, because when I say or post something that goes against their viewpoint, I feel guilty about it. Often I delete. I don’t want to risk alienating those individuals who I still consider a friend. I don’t feel my viewpoint is stupid or wrong, I feel that them seeing it would make them angry or upset and I don’t want to do that to my friends on the left. But speaking of feelings that aren’t reciprocated, this is most certainly one of them.

I have one particular friend who epitomizes the left in my eyes. When I think of left-wingers, I think of this girl. I still consider her to be a friend. She has no problem not providing me that same respect. She will often mock Jesus, Christians, Right-Wingers, or anyone who doesn’t see the world exactly like her. When I think of the people she is mocking, I think of my parents. She has no problem mocking my parents, but would block me, badmouth me, or disavow me if I did the same to her with the same level of persistence. If I was a politician, running on my viewpoints, she would not support me as a childhood friend but would actively engage is disparaging me. I would be a racist. I would be a bigot. I would be a “xenophobe.” I would be all the trendy catchphrases that my friends on the left have for those that with opposing views. As an individual, she knows I am none of these things. But how do my friends on the left equate that to all, even though they surely know those who are not?

Do my friends on the left truly not have any friends on the right? Do they truly think that life would be better without this balance of opposites? Do they not see that there is good, bad, good in the bad, and bad in the good? Are they so certain that they are the good in this world of black and white? I feel guilty hurting my friends on the left. Their feelings are very easily hurt. All one must do is simply disagree.

But my viewpoints are my viewpoints. I don’t know where they came from. I have family with different viewpoints, yet we are cut from the same cloth. I have friends from the same style upbringing, yet we see the world different. Surely it is more than just nature or nurture that forms our viewpoints. Why can’t my friends on the left afford me the same respect that I would give to them? Why are the ones who claim to be understanding and compassionate write off 50% of the global population, or lump them into the same pile?

Why are we all far-right? Is there no such thing as far-left? In my opinion there is, but we don’t ever see those words in print. We don’t see far-left in the news, we don’t see far-left on social media, we don’t see far-left on a boat. We don’t see far-left with a goat. The only people I know who are willing to hurt anyone, are my friends on the left. Respect is a one-way street.

I feel a desire to seek revenge on those that hurt my friends. I feel that desire even if that friend is on the left. The only time I actually do seek revenge, is when that person who hurts them is me. Perhaps this is what they want. They don’t want to change my mind, they don’t want my friendship. They only want my silence. I feel bad for my friends on the left.

Broken System

I believe in a better world. One that doesn’t have us chained to a desk and laboring our lives away. A world that doesn’t depend on the siphoning of all your energy to afford few pleasures. There has to be a world where we can watch our children grow and spend time with our parents. Some place exists where we don’t measure happiness by 15 second videos. I refuse to believe that is even a world that we’ve created, more like a system. The system is broken.

There were times when things weren’t so expensive. Where we could put in our hours and not spend the remainder of our time stressing about how little we have left. Surely we can return to those times, but I don’t think that is what the system wants. If we make more, there is more that we should buy to fit into our social class. The purpose of each new creation is not to better our lives but to pry more of earnings from our lifeless hands. We are left with just enough energy to scroll our thumb upwards to the next reel. This is the world we want?

I am certainly priveleged, but I suppose having a child has woke me up to the disastrous society that we have created for them. Will the children still play outside? Will they see the natural wonders of the world with amazement, or will it just be on a screen? Is my child to slave away from the moment he turns 18 until long after I am gone? What kind of world is that?

In my 20’s, I often heard from friends with kids, and my own parents, that their primary goal for working was to provide their child a better life. Is that really what we have done? Look at the hatred, the animosity, the pollution, the grime of our cities. Is this a better life? The collective effort of generations of parents have brought us to a place where we most certainly are not leading them to a place of a better life. Sure, there might be more comforts, there might be more “cool stuff,” but what will be their self-worth? What will be their capacity for love?

Somewhere along the way, the system broke. We were just too mesmerized by the latest “advancements” that we failed to see it. I am lucky to be alive today, but I fear that generations to come will not feel the same. We are not advancing, we are regressing. There need be change. I believe in a better world.

Well-Intentioned, Elderly Man

You either believe Hur, or you don’t. What a time to be alive! Special Counsel Robert Hur has finally come out with his report on President Biden, and while the government got what they wanted, another look the other way type of result–the man could not help himself but put the diminishing mental acuity of our President down on paper. As if anyone with half a brain couldn’t look at President Biden and realize he is wiltering before our very eyes.

Of course he has a poor memory, he’s damn near 100 years old. I don’t think he is stupid. I just think that he is exactly what we would expect him to be. Think of all the gems his presidency has given us. Confusing world leaders, talking about conversating recently with long-deceased politicians, falling off that bike, falling up and down the stairs, this is the best we could come up with?

I certainly would not say President Trump is better or even 2nd to one. He has his own problems, but still. How is it that the greatest county in the history of countries has produced us 2 horrific candidates for the 3rd straight election? I feel sympathy for both of them. Biden, because he is basically a puppet walking around with no idea what’s going on, a punishment I wouldn’t wish on anyone. Trump, because the man has gone his whole life without a crime, attempted to get into politics, and now he is the victim of a one-sided justice system.

This cannot be real life. We most certainly are living in a simulation. There has to be something going on behind the scenes that we aren’t yet privy to. If only we had a free press who would investigate and tell the truth. Instead, we have stooges who push propaganda for their corporate masters. We have mainstream media who is beholden to the wishes of their adverstisers. We have advertisers who are beholden to the demands of their government. It’s no wonder these hacks won’t hold the politicians accountable. It’s not in their financial interest.

Sometimes, I just need to vent. This is one of those instances. I’m frankly fed up with the reality that is our simulation. The greatness of the collective human mind, and this is the world we have created? One that pits black against white, male against female, gays against straight, conservatives against liberals. This is how we want our world to run? Living in a nightmare scenario where we are told that all of our wishes and desires would come to fruition if it wasn’t for ‘the other side.’ Malarkey!

I do believe Hur. I believe that Biden is well-intentioned, as much as you can be for a man suffering from dementia. I just don’t believe he understands the intentions of those pulling him around his strings, and I don’t believe those intentions are “well.” I do believe he is an elderly man, hell, even the blind could tell me that just by hearing him talk. I do believe he has poor memory. Of course he does, catch him on the street and ask him what day it is or what he had for breakfast and I’d bet my minimal life savings that he’d get at least one of the two wrong.

What I don’t believe, is that this is the best we can do. This next election is not fascism vs democracy. It is is not Biden against Trump. It is not evil vs righteousness. It is the same as any election, the shadow government vs the people. We, all of us, are the people. This idea that the government, in any way, is doing right by us is long gone. We are the laborers, they are the beneficiaries. We are the system, they are the controls. The reason we have two horrific candidates is because that is what the controllers demand. It is a distraction. It keeps anyone with half a brain from realizing this country is wiltering before our very eyes.

Where are all the Adults?

When I was a child, grown-ups seemed to be all over the place. Get in a fight? We had to shake hands and serve our punishment. Make fun of someone? That’s a trip to the principal’s office. Lie, cheat, steal? You better watch it mister, a slap to the hand and a mouthful of soap would be coming your way. Adults were the ones making the right decisions. They were somewhat of a moral compass long before I knew what that even meant. Where have they all gone?

It just seems odd the predicament we have found ourselves in-in today’s America. Is anyone making the right call? Make fun of someone who thinks differently, that’s just politics baby. Identify as something you are clearly not, run with it kid, I’ll get you a surgeon. Steal from the American people, well, depending on what side of the aisle you sit, you are probably in the clear. There seems to be nobody making the right decisions. Nobody that is willing to say, woah, woah, woah, easy there pal. It’s sad. It’s troubling. It is actually quite pathetic.

It seems that we are racing down the expressway going 110 toward a brick wall and there ain’t a passenger in this car willing to suggest we touch the brakes. Let’s see what will happen. Let’s film it for our socials! As long as we can one-up our peers it’s worth it. Something is a little of here, don’t you think?

It can’t be a mistake. There is no way that we have been dumbed down this much in such a short period of time. That an entire nation has regressed to the mindset of a child, a child who doesn’t make any good decisons. It must be intentional. It’s like the majority of this nation has a God-sized hole in their heart, and the powers that be are suggesting we stuff it full of tide-pods, personal gratification, or whatever the trendy identity of the day is. Who is responsible for this mess?

I suppose we are. We should be the adults. The kids that were corrected should have grown up to correct. Instead, we allow it. It festers, it grows, it’s that nasty mold that we can’t seem to find the energy to scrub away for six months until we found out the house is diseased. Sure, we are only as powerful as our own voice, but collectively that voice should be booming. Not in celebration of the atheletes or the the pop-stars, but in support of our children. If we are not the adults, what will they grow up to be?

Hide and seek is an all time great kid-game. I’m seeking a few more grown-ups in this world, but still they remain hidden. Can someone please find the adults in charge around here? Where have they all gone?

Humans After All

How far we have come. From hunting to gathering. From living in caves to building skyscrapers. From not being able to even cook our food to being able to control the temperature in every environment we spend our lives in. Humans should be proud. Humans should feel accomplished. Humans deserve a little more credit.

We are the guardians of our galaxy. We have the ability to resurrect entire species from the brink of extinction and even those have been completely vanquished. Some (most) of the stuff our minds have created is still perplexing to me. How did we possibly figure this out? I can dial a number on a device and have real-time conversation with anyone in any corner of this planet. I can use that same device to speak to them face to face. Amazing!

I am of the opinion that we are all made up of three parts. I would hope the majority of us are made up two parts good, one part evil. The spectrum of those goods and evils may vary from person to person of course, and that’s what sets us apart. I hear stories about men and women who are so outlandishly good, that I can’t imagine how they were able to constrain their evil so well. I hear about people so evil, that I can’t imagine they have any capacity for love. But surely they do. Surely they love and are loved. Someone, something, somewhere shares their love.

I have difficulty understanding how we have evolved so far as a species, have reached such great heights, and done this all with the burden of life in this world weighing down on us. Life is difficult, life is tragic, life can really hurt, yet somehow we persevere. We march forward. We are all here today thanks to an uninterrupted chain of reproduction. Ancestors who have struggled. Ancestors who have faced the trials and tribulations of their time, but still provided the world with a copy of themselves to usher in the next years.

I have felt the pain of the generations before me coursing through my veins, I have felt their anxiety, I have felt their fear. It keeps me going and keeps me strong. Somewhere out there in the heavens, a person who I have never met or could even trace myself back to, is smiling and proud. They are delighted with what they’ve created and the thousands (if not millions) of others in this world who have been branched from the same trunk. I (we) owe it to them to continue marching on.

If all goes well, and I surely hope it does, I will inevitably be able to continue pouring out my thoughts and feelings. Some will come from my parts which are good, some will inevitably come from my part that is evil. My hope is that when these are read, that people understand that we are just one species. We are of the same cloth. We have differing opinions and thoughts of course, but who is to say where these thoughts even come from? What is the source of our ideas?

I feel like some come from my brain, I feel like some come from my heart, but what has placed those there? They just seem to magically appear. We are only humans, after all. Much like a deer, a rabbit, a bear, or a fox. We are made up of similar chemistry but somehow ours is the one that has reached these heights. We have also reached such lows. Organized wars? How is that even a thing anymore?

Like many people in today’s world, I fear that humans are working towards evolving themselves out of existence. My hope is that we take a step back and examine the righteousness of our paths, and work toward refocusing that path on the parts that are good. Evil is growing and only our collective can reduce it. Constrain it. We are humans. We have created life. We have built it to a point of reasonable comfort. There is absolutely nothing that we cannot do. How far we have come, how far we still have yet to go.

New Year! New Me?

2022 is off to the races. Generally, I’m depressed by the thought of putting another year in the history books but I get the sense that this one will be different. This is one that I am actually looking forward to. A fresh chance at a fresh start.

Let’s not downplay 2021, it was a pretty solid 12 months in my personal universe. Got engaged, got married, went back to Costa Rica, got better at my job, etc., etc…but there is still a lot more to be desired. There is still room for improvement.

One of my main goals of this upcoming year is to follow thru on things. I have quite a few unfinished projects that I will create a long list of excuses to avoid doing. One of my theories is that if you are unsure of what you are meant to do on this earth, look toward the one thing you will do anything to NOT do, and start there.

I feel that I have this gift that I am obligated to share with the world. Something that, on some scale, could make this place a better world to live in. The only problem is, I subconsciously avoid it. I build it up in my head to a point where even the slightest step in the right direction, no matter how miniscule or unrelated, comes with a great deal of anxiety. I have an unexplainable fear of accomplishing my goals. A fear of succeeding.

I know this, because my goals are easily obtainable. They are written in the stars. It is only me standing in the way of them. They would, without a doubt, improve my life and the life of those around me. They would be reached with any reasonable effort. Yet for some reason I stick them in a dark corner and avoid even looking at them.

2022 will be different for that. Not different for 2 weeks. Not different for 22 days. 2022 as a whole. It will be different. My only hope is that when I’m sitting down on the first Monday of 2023, I don’t write about the past, or my hopes for the future. I plan to be a man who focuses on today. This year will be a good year, one day at a time.

Borders

I don’t know if surprise is the right word, I guess I would say perplexed. I am not surprised by the way our President is treating Border Patrol, but I am perplexed that so many people go along with it.

Quick Summary: A set of photos were released showing a Border Patrol agent on horseback being overrun by migrants. The border agent had horse reins in his hand. The media spread the lie that the border agents had ‘whips’ that they were using to strike the Haitians. (Mind you, no photo shows anyone being struck). The goof ball in charge, Mayorkas or whatever, he comes out the next day and debunks the “big lie” pushed forward, by explaining how horse reins work. The following day, our senile president pushes the lie and says there will be an investigation. Mayorkas quickly recants his input as it would not be advantageous to him to prove his boss wrong. The photographer behind the photos backs up the claim by the Border Patrol, verifying that nobody was struck with whips, reins, ropes, or anything else. Our senile President then comes out and says “they will be punished.”

What kind of bizarre world do we live in? The fine people down at the border have a job to do. Last I checked, it was still illegal to enter the country in any location other than a port of entry. Their job is to prevent that by using 14th century horses. The fact that you can do your job, exceedingly well and with respect, and have the 98 year old President come out and say you’ll be punished for it is just asinine.

We all know it’s a hoax. The photographer. The migrants. The Agents. The President. The press. Anyone with half a brain can see its a false portrayal, so why are they pushing it?

Because the modern democrat party has no desire to enforce the laws of this country. If a migrant walked thru your front door illegally while you were hanging up clothes, and somebody took a photo, the story would be how you whipped the poor man with a clothesline. It is their way of adding to the sympathy bank for the criminals and build resentment towards those upholding the law. They need chaos so they can be the ones to instill order, pay no attention to the man behind the curtain causing the chaos, until he comes out to be your savior.

Don’t get me wrong. I have no issue with any person of any race, make, or model attempting to cross the border to better their life. I would like to think I’d have the courage to do the same. What I do take issue with, is Mr. Tales from The Crypt keeper telling make-believe stories that degrade the fine women and men who are performing a task that few sign up for, and our state-owned media running with it.

A very bizarre world indeed.

Get Over It

I was reading an article about the co-conspirator in the Corona crime, Anthony Fauci, and his desire that people who haven’t gotten the emergency use vaccine get over their “political statement.”

Who is this guy? Aside from the guy who funded the coronavirus, and then lied about it. The guy who said masks were useless, until we had enough, and then were necessary. A man who is “super-shy” about his newfound celebrity, but signs off on a book toting his leadership skills during the pandemic he funded. (Side note, wish our leaders would stop writing books about their leadership during a pandemic, while actively inside that pandemic.)

He is a political hack. An unelected bureaucrat, the highest paid government official, and someone who is just as responsible for starting this mess as he is for ending it, likely even more so. I understand he is a scientist, a good one I’m sure, but he has no business bringing politics into someone’s personal healthcare choice. I am sure the scientists who said the earth was flat were also good. I am certain the scientists that determined mental illness was a result of woman’s periods were also solid scientists. We should always follow the science, right? Get over it bro, you’re vaccinated. This is the same kook who was telling people that they needed to wear multiple masks after vaccination, the day before the CDC said otherwise, and then celebrating the fact that he was wrong the next day without anyone ever asking him about it.

This is our expert? Two mask guy? The funder of the research that brought us the deadliest virus in human history? Mr. put on a mask for the camera and then take it off in the stands while standing alone in a stadium he emptied?

How come nobody ever asks this dude, if you are vaccinated, how will someone else not being vaccinated impact you? People make personal choices all the time that kill them. In this instance, people refusing to take an experimental drug with no research into their long-term effects are being political? Since when is your desire to ingest a drug brought to you by pharmaceutical companies that lie to you, financed by goverments that lie to you, an indicator of your political affiliation? How about people just make their own choice and we leave this dork out of it. Mr. Fauci you are being political. I reckon it might have something to do with the fact that if one party gets in power and the size of your government shrinks, maybe that fat paycheck and guaranteed pension is not so safe anymore.

Maybe you get arrested, who knows? A boy can dream.

Son of a Biden

If our government was corrupt, surely we would hear about it, right? If our President was a puppet whose last mission on this Earth was to stack cash for his family, rather than “returning America to decency”, it would have to be front page news. Maybe a more simple question. If one of the Trump boys had suddenly decided to get off the crack and start a career as an artist in 2017, and then started his selling his work to anonymous buyers for half a mill, would there be an investigation?

I have zero problem with Joe Biden or his family. I don’t understand how you could hold anything against a guy who is literally deteriorating before our eyes. If you caught him off guard and asked Joe Biden his favorite debate moment from the latest election, he’d have no clue what you’re talking about. He’d be lucky to name the opponent on his first try. Pretty impossible to hate someone like that. I have no problem with Hunter Biden, sure he’s a scumbag, but I’m not really one to talk. If my Daddy was Senator and then VP and then President, who knows who I’d sell my soul to, I imagine there’d be a bidding war.

I don’t think, however, that even if I was the Son of God, that I could produce paintings worth 500k without the buyer having unclean intentions. This is where our esteemed press comes in.

Oh wait

As of right now on state-owned (for all intents and purposes) media outlets such as MSNBC, CNN, ABC, etc., there’s hardly a whisper about it. This is a man who smoked parmesan cheese, screwed his dead brothers wife, knocked up an exotic dancer and lied about it, allegedly, and not a single care in the world from the shapers of opinion in this country.

Gross. Sorry, I’m venting. Usually when I get the urge to write something political on the Facewatcher (before eventually deleting), it means my thoughts would be better spewed elsewhere.

How is it that in America we have become so willing to protect those calling for bigger, badder, government and more apt to disparage those calling for more individual control? More local control? It is the same scene that has played out repeatedly around the world, but how? Why are people so determined on giving up control over their own destiny? For the price of being born on a certain piece of land in this globe, you already owe roughly 30 cents back on every dollar you ever make to some third party who you have limited connection to. They want more, they take more. If you question the spending, you’re racist. You support different solutions for the same problem, you’re a bigot. You want compromise, you’re cancelled.

The truth is, the only solution the left and the media want, right or wrong, is the one that empowers them the most. The ones that give them control. So long as they are in power, they can partake in these sketchy activities they accuse their opposites of without consequence. Enrich the family and ride off into the sunset, they are worried about their next four generations, their “legacies,” not the next generation of this country. How many democrat politicians and media members live in “diverse neighborhoods?” How many fly economy and vacation in the local campground with the regular folks? How often do they put their money where their mouth is? The only way they can continue this hypocrisy, on either side, is to sell us all this lie that we will reach nirvana when we rid of ourselves of the big bad wolf across the aisle.

Selling art for half a million when you’re a punk daddy’s boy, unreal. Maybe in 40 years the Chinese will hold Hunter’s abstract art in a government-approved museum. It will make a nice memento to remind the future generations of the moment America crumbled. I’m thinking it will be in Wuhan.

Half a mill for America, what a steal!

Ugh

Just to vent…

14 months into the covid cover-up and nobody cares. The fact that we have the lab in Wuhan studying “gain of function” in coronaviruses, or more specifically, how to make viruses deadlier and more contagious, and then just so happen to have the most contagious and deadly virus of all time escape from a “wet market” in the same town, is absolutely preposterous.

But it gets worse.

To even suggest the above facts are anything more than coincidence would label you a conspiracy theorist. I am not suggesting that China or a collaboration of countries were test running the big one, or that there was any intent, I’m just wondering why we can’t ask the question. In my opinion from the couch, the best-case scenario, it “escaped” the lab.

Today, I heard Fauci say that the United States was not the ones funding ‘gain of function’ because it is against the law, and then say it would be irresponsible not to study it. With regard to a scientist he is reported to have approved backdoor funding to do just that, he said that this man did not study it, but if he was studying it, it would be in America. So which one is it? Are we being irresponsible? Or are we funding the study of it? Are we breaking our own laws to do it? Do we trust any government to be “studying” ways to improve these weapons of mass destruction? I don’t know what is scarier, government’s with these capabilities or humanity not caring.

It is true, we had a little pandemic going there for a bit. But do we really now? The most vulnerable are vaccinated. Hospitals are not overrun. If you’re relying on test data for stats, everyone’s had covid on their hands, feet, shoes and test kits by now so I don’t think those hold much weight. Look around you, the world should be getting back to normal. Are we going to shutdown every time we hear about another ebola or mad cow disease on the news? Why do healthy vaccinated people wear masks outside? How come nobody wants to work? What’s with the racial shit? Why are we planning for virtual school in the fall? Why the hell can’t I get into Canada?

I don’t know team. Something still seems a bit fishy about all this. Like damn, you proved your point overlords, you got rid of Trump, can we have our lives back now please? It’s like we are living in bizarre-o world.