How fitting is it that our president, who did an exemplary job of avoiding a trip to Vietnam when his nation needed him, finally goes and gets his ass handed to him by a tin pot despot ?
I can’t wait to see how this is spun by the right wing media as a victory. They’re already drooling all over themselves proclaiming that Trump won – by leaving. This is the ‘Art of the Deal’ ? Or does it really not matter because Donny has new butt buddy on the Dictators Dating site ?
Of course Kim didn’t know that Otto Warmbier was being tortured and abused, He lovingly looked into Donny’s eyes and told him so. Why would he lie ? After all, he’s such a good guy. He has no reason to. And our genius president who does everything ‘by his gut’ (must have a lot of knowledge IN THERE) believes him.
The worst part of this is that Trump and the North Koreans have differing stories on why the talks broke down. AND I DON’T KNOW WHETHER TO BELIEVE DONNY OT THE NORTH KOREANS. How sad is it that there is even a question?
Texting used to be a minor annoyance. But in the past year or so, it’s became such an intrusive, rude form of pseudo communication that I’ve made it a quest to eliminate it from my life.
Here’s a list of the culprits that triggered my personal revolution…
I work in IT and I made the mistake of posting my resume on a job board. Incessant messages from Head-Hunters most of whom were named Deepak, Ragesh, Anish etc started almost immediately. Do these people just assume you have a text plan? Location has no effect on these autonomous monsters – I was solicited with jobs from Anchorage, Alaska to Miami Florida. One day I received 32 texts.
Once CVS got my cell phone number it became apparent that they believed they had a method of continual badgering that would cause me to be eternally grateful for them reminding me I only had 10 days left of my prescription. Or that I should you go to Auto-fill to save me time. Or that my prescription is ready for pick up. Or that my prescription is STILL ready for pickup. And the worst part is – I could not get them to stop. Counter people said they had no way of removing my phone number. A few calls to Corporate got it done eventually.
You may ask – Why not just change pharmacies? Have you tried that lately? You should see what ExpressScripts does to your deductible if you try to use a neighborhood pharmacy.
As if it isn’t bad enough to get scam phone calls – I started getting scam text messages. Vacation rentals, Insurance discounts and so on.
Here’s the problem. I have children who could all ‘roughly’ be described as millennials. And they don’t seem to be able to communicate any more without degrading the communication to the least level of effort possible. I get it. It’s easy.
I just wish there was a way to only accept text’s from certain numbers. Is there an app for that ?
Is it really to much of an effort to dial a phone number ? Can’t you put it on speed dial ?
I never listened to older people when I was in my twenties and thirties. I guess no one really does. The arrogance of youth was strong in me and I really should have listened, but instead I went about life with the abandon of perceived immortality and the narcissism of scoffing at out of touch, old people who knew nothing.
So now, the time has come to pay for my ignorance. Every day I look older, I feel older and regret the choices I made. I’ sure this is the same for everyone who reaches this point of life. OK maybe not, but I don’t know anyone who looks back with no regrets. Every pill I take, every battle with gout, every groan that comes with silly little things like standing up, triggers remembering what it was like to live life without these ongoing signs that whether you like it or not your body, mind and life is slowing and it’s too late to do a damn thing about it.
If, when I was 30, and I could spend a day in my current body and mind would I change? Would I make choices that would slow the inevitable process currently causing this whining? Probably not. I would probably make the same choices.
The best I can make of this now is acceptance. And hopefully, passing these regrets on to someone younger who will actually listen. But why should they? I sure as hell didn’t.
Let’s be clear about this – I’m a life long Liberal,Progressive Democrat. I’m not even offended when someone calls me a Socialist – to a degree it’s true.
The current crop of candidates lining up to contest the current thief in chief, however are scaring me.
Our current list of candidates contain primarily people who are identified by their particular niche in the base. Talking heads continually exalt over the wide range of choices available and label these people based on identity factors that have absolutely zero to do with whether they can actually win or not.
What I don’t see yet is anyone who can bring us all together and actually get the job done.
The risks to our country and our lives are too great to limit us to categorically rejecting or promoting anyone based on their race, religion, gender identity or age. If the lessons we should have learned from the 2016 loss which I believe occurred because we nominated a flawed candidate based on idealistic motivations and an under estimation of the competition.
I’m all in on a Black, or Female or Jewish or any other kind of nominee. As long as they can beat Trump.
I’ve been thinking a lot about why we’re so tribal, why we are so obstinate in our opinions. How so many people see the same issue so differently when it’s completely clear to me they are 100% wrong.</sarcasm>
I now believe there are two types of people in this world. There are varying degrees of which this is true for each person, but at it’s root, I believe this is the case.
I am a ‘We’ person. Every time I read or hear about a news event, a new government policy, a crime – I think about the impact on “US”. US – to me is not the U.S.A. or Democrats or Men or Caucasians or any other subdivision of humanity. I think of humans as a whole. And as I get older US becomes even more encompassing and now includes those yet to be born into this whole mess.
Where did I get this thought process from? I’m not saying I’m right with any sense of authority, However to my core I believe this is the correct way to think. I wasn’t raised in any way that would foster this – BELIEVE ME! but somehow I developed this reactionary process.
I know there are many others who react to the same issues with a “How does this effect ME?” filter. I don’t believe these are bad people. And I’m sure they feel they are entirely justified in their reactions – just as I am. I just don’t understand them.
Maybe I really haven’t figured anything out after all.