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Rushing to Brain Surgery

It’s a funny thing. Not everybody is rushing to get in a traffic jam.

I had a conversation this morning that made me want to write this posting. A young guy was behind a slower car, and he was carrying on like someone stole his Maserati. He was just on his way to do a chore that had no precise time to arrive; he was not a doctor heading to do life saving brain surgery. It turned out, the person slowing him down was a senior. Thank goodness his mom was on the line with him, reminding him about reality.

He said, “You’re right Mom; it was an old person.”

I know. I used to be one of the angry drivers too. But here’s the truth. Every single one of the angry drivers will be old one day, if they are lucky. If they are lucky, all of them will have failing vision, they will have no need to break the speed limit, and they will be cussed at by young people, who, by the way, have zero reason to be in a hurry. The angry ones are just full of hormones, have been conditioned, and have no manners nor compassion. If you pass on that hill, there might be a school bus coming up the other side of it. If you survive the collision, how will you explain yourself? Will you say, “I was on my way to do brain surgery?” Hardly.

That old person may have built the road you’re on while giving them the finger as you pass and get in line behind another slow car. The senior might have been a surgical doctor or nurse who helped save your father. Old people didn’t just get dropped off on the planet; they worked, they gave birth to your fathers and mothers and grandparents. They helped build this country, fought in wars to keep you free. It is a stain on society that our seniors are treated so poorly. It wasn’t always that way, and for some of us, it still isn’t. By the way, trust me on this. That senior doesn’t want to be failing, becoming invisible and unvalued.

Maybe that senior is on the way to eye surgery to improve their vision. Maybe they are unwell and trying to get to the doctor. Maybe that senior has NO choice but to drive because they have nobody to help them and no money for Uber.

You say, “Then they have no business driving.” Well, are you going to run over and take them to the grocery store, take them to the doctor, drive them to church? No? Will you even bother to check on them when they are not driving? Or would you just like them do die in their homes so you can hurry to the grocery store?

Didn’t think so. Not only do you not even THINK about their life story and condition; you think anything you are doing is more important than another human being. It is not, by the way, so here’s my wish.

My wish is that you get to experience the exact social interaction AS a senior, as the one you GIVE to elders now. It is not fun for them to become suddenly and irrevocably unvalued and invisible, even despised, just because they lived longer. After all of the years of service they gave, suddenly they are just a burden.

My generation will pass on, but while we’re here, we will remember to respect our elders. But when the ill mannered get to be seniors, I wonder if they will even be allowed to exist. It depends on how society continues do degrade. It wouldn’t be beyond the scope of reason to think there will be a little pill administered to the elderly when you become one.

Let me just add this: nobody on Earth will be more grateful to you for your help and kindness than an old person. They didn’t have electronic devices in their day, but you hold that against them as though they’re dumb. They are not dumb. Just help them! They invented the entire car you are driving. They came back from war and invented the conveniences you use every day but can’t understand how they work. Why does your microwave oven have that little grid on the door glass? See what I mean? (If that wasn’t there, you wouldn’t be peeking in to see when your microwave meal is done, I can promise you that).

Try kindness. And have some manners. What goes around comes around.

How to Make Your Vacuum Cleaner Work Better, Longer

This is not a sexy post, and I actually couldn’t get an AI image of my Shark Rocket Deluxe Pro vacuum, because it’s too old, I guess. It’s still performing well because I change the filters often. There are three of them. Yep, I said 3. On a stick vacuum with a CORD. And I will use it until it dies a natural death. This image is of a much NEWER vacuum cleaner, but I don’t need a new one.

How is that possible? That I have an old vacuum that can still compete with the expensive big-dog brands, you ask? Maintenance.

In the age of penny pinching, it pays to take care of the appliances you use nearly every day, because they are not cheap to replace. I got my first Shark from the retail store where I worked part time. Someone brought it in and got a refund because it wouldn’t suck. LOL. From the looks of it, nobody EVER got near that thing to do maintenance and they MIGHT have used it to vacuum an unpaved driveway. It looked rough. But I got it for something like 20 bucks, took it home, cleaned it up, washed the filters, let them dry for a day, and vacuumed my living room. I figured it had not gotten any love, and I hoped that with a little bit of love, it might work. It did. For years, until I just wore it out. And I bought another one just like it. A stick vacuum touted for being able to clean up pet hair. Perfect.

There are two filters right under the great big word “SHARK” on top, where you stare while you vacuum. There’s a mysterious lever just above that word, that would cause most people to say, “Hm, wonder what that’s for?” Well if you lift the lever, you see A filter. One. But if you lift it out, there’s ANOTHER one under it. Both are washable with water, and after a 24 hour drying time (air), they are good to go! OR, you can buy them on…you guessed it…AMAZON. Thing is, when you get the pack of 6 filter sets, there are THREE filters in each set, one very small and very thin. Wow, the mystery deepens. Wonder where that goes?

Well, it’s trapezoid shaped, so there’s one clue.

Just under the handle, opposite side of the big “SHARK” word, there’s a trapezoid shaped grill! Well imagine that to be a hint. Now, it’s not easy to figure out how to open that vent cover…which is what it is…but if you look at the bottom of the cord where it attaches to the unit, there’s a little slide lever. Push that down a bit and voila! You’re in! You can lift the dirty old filter and pop in the new one. Easy peasy.

All vacuums have a simple motor and it’ll almost work forever if you keep the filters clean. If you don’t, you overwork the simple little motor and then you discard a perfectly good vacuum cleaner, who did nothing wrong. It’s on you. So. Give your little vacuum motor some love and save several hundred bucks while you’re at it.

If you have a NEWER stick vacuum, of COURSE your filters will be different, but for goodness sake, Google it. Take care of your vacuum and don’t go running to the store griping. If I’m in the store, I’m going to pop open the filter compartment right there in front of you, and look at you over my glasses with that, “Are you kidding me?” expression. Everybody there will know what the deal is, just saying.

Oh, and…no way I vacuum every couple of days. Just a confession. I hate vacuuming. I did a small calculation of how many, many times I’ve vacuumed in my life and it’s NO WONDER I hate it now.

What Do YOU Think About AI? Doesn’t Matter.

Well first of all, by the time I WRITE this, AI, or rather AGI (artificial GENERAL intelligence), will have advanced beyond where it is now. Now. Now! I’m watching a documentary FULL of big brains who cannot adequately describe AI. Kind of like DEI hires. They giggle. OK not all of them. But I have questions.

Still, everything they have ever written, said, painted, photographed, said at home when they thought nobody was listening…all of that is within AI now. Uh oh. Listen, one of them says nu-ke-ler, instead of pronouncing nuclear correctly. I choose them to be eliminated first. Followed by the ones who pronounce realtor as real-i-tor. Ugh.

So, if AI is going to replace humans for just about every job, which jobs WON’T be replaced? Digging big holes you say? No. AI will build a thousand diggers who can work round the clock, won’t take breaks, won’t UNIONIZE, won’t need a paycheck. Next! Hairdressers you say? Oh silly human. A robot will analyze your head, your age, your attitude and the type of cellular construction of your hair, and if it doesn’t just shave it off, it will style it better than you have ever known. For free. Next? Military? Already done. Next! Cooking. That’s easy. Robot chefs. Plumbing? Robot. Electrician? Robot. Teacher? Robot. LOL. There go the indoctrination centers.

So it’s not all bad, is what I’m saying.

Who’s gonna do the math? Stop it.

You see, here’s what I think, on a cursory level of course, because right now I’m laughing at this documentary. I think natural selection is gonna come ROARING back. Why? Because if there are billions of people with no JOBS and a general stupidity kindly handed to us by the current ‘education’ systems, most of those people won’t be able to survive (I will, by the way). Humans will devolve to true animal behavior. It’ll get ugly, real ugly, real fast. The only GOOD thing is that the idiots won’t be in charge anymore. Any man with a manicure will drop first, I predict. Only the strong will survive. Suddenly real men will be popular again! Yay! Until the robots decide we have zero use. After all, we consume food, we need shelter and clothing and there’s nothing we can do that they cannot. Well except maybe love, which is chemical, I’m convinced. Parasitic, definitely…that’s another story.

So, many big brains, or imposters, are jabbering about what may or may not happen, and they don’t know. They don’t! Nobody does. What I do know is this: give humans any good thing and they will corrupt it and use it for destruction of humans. Prove me wrong. Look at what happened with drones. I rest my case.

Here’s one for you: AI will be able to manipulate people to do whatever it wants them to do. How about the ones who want to destroy AI? Hmmm. I predict they won’t make it much longer. Look around you right now. There are TRIBES of people who only want to burn down cities! And that’s WITHOUT AI. So we know people can be manipulated. This one is a no-brainer. But who will make the decisions? I mean, the computers will be in charge. THAT’S what I meant when I wrote about having the right to survive. It could be decided by AI.

There’s a gloom and doom prediction that AI will assign every human a “right to exist” number. If you are a troublemaker who never had a JOB, buh bye. I’m old, so I’m invisible. But AI will be able to see me, so I’ll be out. If you are weak, sickly, a crybaby, a psychopath, antisocial in any way, bye. You gotta be useful for the short term, until humanity has zero use. Can you see why it is pointless to worry about this stuff?

Here’s a good one: with AI, cancer can be cured. Any cancer. Easily. The PROBLEM is (I’m paraphrasing from the documentary here), creating the solution will also uncover biological entities to be used in war. Oh that’ll never happen.

But…

Should we have kids? Oh boy. No. People are gushing about how it feels to reproduce, as though it’s not simply a biological urge. Oh stop it. I know it is the best thing any of us will ever do, but it’s still biology. So in the words of someone I can barely tolerate:

“Ain’t none of us gettin’ out alive anyway.”

By the way, this AI documentary has become ‘an end of the world movie’. I’m sorry, I think this is hilarious.

I say we destroy all battery stations. Yeah, the robots can replace their own batteries right now, but they can’t if there aren’t any available. There you go. Problem solved.

We Have a YouTube Weather Guy Who Lives in NC

I’ve had the strangest dreams lately, in part because the world has gone crazy and in part because I keep YouTube playing all night and who knows what gets spoken into my brain. Most of the time I wake up with Emily Baker (retired attorney extraordinaire) reviewing one of the court cases I follow, which are about big, bad crimes with lots of terrible details. No telling what Emily is going over. She’s amazing. So much so that I listen to many of her hour plus videos and live streams, and it’s very hard for me to be still that long. Open YouTube and search Emily Baker and listen in. You’ll love her. And then there’s my personality thrown into that mix and some pretty strange dreams wake me up in the middle of the night.

Here’s my last night’s dream: I was in a bombed out, burned and charred building with no floor left and no roof, but I and a group of my friends were searching for cocktail attire to ‘go out’. I know. I found a red dress that fit, one friend found a black one and one found a cream colored silk one. The TRICK was finding shoes. We all found a pair, but not all at once and not located together. It was like an Easter egg hunt for shoes. Oh, and all clothes were clean, go figure. I woke up just when I had found remnants of a wedding gown, heavy silk, beaded and sequined all over (now that had to be a deep seated illustration of something), torn into 10 inch wide strips… because for some reason I needed a casual scarf to go with my dress. I woke up while my girlfriends were wrinkling their noses about using that piece of wedding dress for ANYTHING. Now this dream tells me a lot, but mostly the resilience of my psyche. Okay, everything is destroyed, but hey, let’s get dressed and to out! It’s gonna be OKAY! If you know me, you know I’d help OTHERS find a dress but you’d have to drag me to a cocktail party. But moving through disasters is something I’ve learned to do well in my life, so…there you go.

I watched a documentary about ravens tonight AND we finally got some much needed rain. I went out on the front porch to move my flower pots into a rainy spot and that was the moment for a huge crack of thunder and of course the leading lightning. Didn’t take me long to move the pots, for sure. So I’m looking forward to some interesting dreams tonight.

I’m grateful for the rain, but we’re going to need a lot more to get us out of this drought. We have rules for watering, and I am also conserving all I can, but my plants are SUF-FER-ING. I dreamed I had to dig out my hydrangeas. Yeah, I did dream that. It’s because 1) they are not blooming; and 2) they are sunburned and dehydrated. Now, understand, this bothers me a lot because I actually care about my plants. I bought some shade cloth to try to give them some relief and it works. Gerbera Daisies are looking much better, as are the hydrangeas. But I wasn’t planning on hiding my flowers under shade cloth all summer, since, you know, I grow them to stare at them.

Anyway guys, we’ve had some discussions about conserving water, and we’ve also talked about light bills. So I DISCOVERED that if I only use the big appliances after 9 pm, my electric bill is a LOT lower. I set the dishwasher on a time delay, so it starts after 9, and I just put in a load of laundry after 9 and/or start the clothes dryer at that time too. This works for me; might not work for you, but I thought I’d share.

Back to the point of this blog post: we have a young, enthusiastic, smart weather guy out of Charlotte that you need to listen to. He’s on YouTube at GM Weather. His name is Gerald Mengel, and wow it’s so good to have someone focus on us for a change. He used to be on a Charlotte news station, but quit to go to YouTube exclusively, and if you follow him, you’ll see why.

My friend says I curse her, because she watches YouTube all the time now. So do I.

I hope you are able to stay cool and have pleasant dreams. I’m very tired of all of the yelling and screaming and burning of buildings and blowing up of the same, that we are experiencing these days. We could go a long way if people would pick up some manners along the way, and learn how to cope with life when it doesn’t go exactly the way we want it to. Coping skills should be taught at first grade and onwards. Better yet, why not start at home. You know, like we USED to. Remember we are told to walk THROUGH the valley, not TO it.

Stay safe and well everyone. (links below to the youtube channels)

Emily D. Baker YouTube Channel (True crime)

 GMWeather YouTube Channel (Weather)

The Death of Excellence, or

The age of the copycat

Do you remember, like, when I wrote (griped) about, like, every few words being, like, “like”? That brain worm still lives, and the worst thing is that it lives in pubic presenters, who spread that disease just by yapping. Some are, like, journalists? You know, like, they invade my brain as soon as they start, like, talking?

Questions? Yep, that’s another one. It began with a generation of scared talkers, who were so insecure that they had to ask permission to speak. I think, like, if they do that? they should, like, stop talking? Because they advertise, like, their weak mind. I mean, to strong, confident listeners anyway, this is a huge tell. To a predator, you become prey.

IF you are going to, like, present yourself as an expert?

Then act like one.

Oh wait. There’s another one. Super. SUPER SUPER SUPER, Everyone is super excited, super happy to be here, super happy that YOU’RE here, super sad, super fat, super full, super cut, super thin. Kill….me… now. Again, as are many issues I bring up, this one is ‘complicated’. First, foremost, we have every day, every hour, constant reminders of how we are herd animals. MOST people are. They just follow. They are insecure, they are lazy, they lack ability to forge a trail, they lack self confidence to even make a definitive statement: Is it, like, super okay for me to, like, talk? I’m going to say 80% of people are like this. I always apply the 80-20 rule, which I have changed to 80-10-10. This means 80% of people follow the herd, 10% of people actually think; 10% of people don’t know/don’t care. Check it out; it applies to almost every scenario.

Complication two: Most parents don’t parent anymore because they are afraid to discipline. Discipline is necessary. Ask a Marine. Imagine undisciplined Marines on the battlefield. 10% of them would have zero ammunition, 80% would have ammunition but not know how to use it, so it would be 10% who would shoulder the burden, if the others didn’t accidentally shoot them. Which they probably would.

So if you have a child who was never disciplined and then they go out into the ‘world’, they will not know how to perform. Hence the questions. Hence the wide-eyed copying of others. Hence the inability to take responsibility. Responsibility frightens many of them. Hence the ease of manipulating them. They don’t know how to walk alone, as it were.

So that makes them SUPER uncomfortable, and often SUPER unqualified, even though they expect to be praised. Yep, that’s the new brain worm: super. Attorneys, ‘journalists’, doctors, interviewers, interviewEES. Super has drilled into the weak brains among us. It never ends.

So what? Well, everybody wants to be a star, have millions of ‘likes’ (not that kind), everybody wants to be the oracle. Let me clue you in. The SECOND you spout “like like like” or “super super super” posed as a question, I know a WHOLE lot about your brain. And so do all of the others you encounter. Right now, when my favorite YouTube creators say like like like and super super super, I’m just very disappointed IN them and FOR them.

Think about it, and kill the brain worm before it infects your brain.

Learn to use BRAIN.

You’ll notice in this image that there are no cords, no batteries. This is the instrument that requires some thought to be in place before keys are struck. It is a typewriter. Purely mechanical, purely reliant upon ideas to come from the mind of operator, or someone plagiarized, which has become all too frequent. Once upon a time…relax, it’s not Snow White…people used these to produce written text: Letters, memos, books, reports, even tests for school. Remember tests? You know, before merit was killed off and education became indoctrination, before actual education was eliminated. There was a brief moment when it was ‘dumbed down’; but then it was snuffed out. This is why people at Harvard can’t do math, that statement I’ve been making for a long time now.

Once upon a time, people had to rely upon “The Big Three” (ABC, NBC, CBS) for news. Anchors on these networks were greatly respected, even revered. Why? Well you could never tell what their own opinions were. Why did that matter? Because we didn’t tune in to hear an editorial rant; we tuned in to watch news, not their OPINION of the news, and we got the truth. How we processed that was up to us; we had to think about it.

These days, all we get from Main Stream Media is garbage attempts to disrupt and indoctrinate. Main Stream is a misnomer now anyway. Main Stream is actually YouTube now. Now, there are thousands and thousands of places to get info about any single news story. So for thinking people (aka people with the ability to think), this is paradise. For thinking people, we are in our element.

The world is full of scared, lazy, time-out everybody gets a trophy for showing up generations. How do you like it, lazy parents? It’s a mess! I’ll tell you, I’m so tired of people in media saying julery instead if jewelry, saying ‘real-i-tor’ instead of REALTOR, and they are in the anchor chair!! In my opinion, if you cannot pronounce the name of your career, you should be kicked out of it. In any case, you advertise your lack of education when you cannot pronounce everyday words. You want to say it that way? Okay, just stay off of my radio and TV. Bottom line is that we are seeing the ‘I showed up’ crowd now in charge. No WONDER we have global issues.

On top of rewarding ignorance, we have allowed rampant violent aggression to become the norm. Whatever emotion pops up first is okay to act out, and more and more often, it is hate and anger. What is the solution? Who can say. I do think it would be a good idea for schools to teach logic, beginning right from the start. Teach teamwork, right from the start, and punish hateful aggression. We have to cure the cancer that has infected our world.

Not everything is a crisis.

Speaking of crisis (you know I have to talk about real estate), sometimes people need a realtor BECAUSE of a crisis. Okay I’m talking about divorce. I’m shaking my head. Now, most marriages end that way. Sad. But know, if you are heading that way, there are RULES in real estate. Better get an experienced agent…and one who will understand what you are going through. That’s me.

I’m Brenda, with Premier Advantage Realty. Call me at 919-210-6113

Walmart Ends Wokeness

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I watched a YouTube video by Robby Starbucks. I’m a little late on this, but it matters and you might want to track him down and watch him work. He is impressive.

The world is trying to right itself from its upside-down aspect. I am hopeful that this will work. I’m sick to death of the insanity and I have said one hundred times, “I’m going to jail.” I am a rule follower, a stickler, a thinker whose most often used word is “why?”. I’m fed up with feeling fed up. And I cannot believe I was steeling myself for incarceration. But I was. At the very least I expected to be hit in the face with produce in the grocery store for not using the right PRONOUN. I just threw up in my mouth a little bit. I’ve been called a grammar snob. IMAGINE me using ‘their’ for a single, solitary person. AIN’T HAPPENING.

Robby Starbucks is my hero of the month. I have a lot of heroes. He’s near the top. Robby stood in the breach and actually opened his mouth and shouted! He did something. He’s not from the “I’m Okay; Your’re Okay” generation, thank goodness. Many of us in the ‘silent majority’ are not cowards; we were just taught that people can be whom they are. And that’s OKAY! I really believe that. Who am I to judge? I don’t. Unless you start stomping on my toes. And listen, it probably it is okay to be whomever you want to be, unless you are a knife wielding murderer, or, as it turns out, unless you try to force your ideology down my throat. That’s NOT okay. And even if I didn’t realize it (I did), it didn’t feel good going down. And besides, I have my OWN ideology. My ideology happens to align with the majority…the normal group.

So Robby points out, and I can’t believe he needed to, that the way the inmates were taking over the asylum was by indoctrination in school, further brainwashing in college, and insertion into positions of authority in corporations and government. Yeah, I’ve been saying that for a long time. But I knew there was nothing I could do. I have become voiceless and valueless. But Robby is young, strong, smart, and brave, unafraid to shout. Thank God. And listen, normal people are not cowards; we, individually, just have no venue by which to push back.

And if the word ‘normal’ pisses you off, you never took statistics. GOOGLE IT.

So now Robby is systematically going after corporations to alert them that they are about to be GONE from the landscape. Gone because they threw mud, or another brown substance, at the ones keeping their businesses going, the customers. How did we keep the businesses going? By spending the money we made by working. That’s a lost idea: work. But my hero Robby reminded them about Bud Light and how FAST their stock tanked and of the power of a customer base, pissed off. Tractor Supply skidded to a stop so fast before reversing their DEI initiative that I can still smell burning rubber. John Deere? They have SO many more issues than DEI that I can’t even talk about them. And Harley DAVIDSON??? Ohhhhhh my God. That one deserves a WTF?

See, the thing is, the executives of these corporations had to be TOLD what was happening, and that’s what I want to talk about. THINK about this now: Top level executives just ROLLED onto the woke wagon without a second thought. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Let’s discriminate against all white people, all regular working people, Christians, especially white MEN. Let’s bring in the most anti-social, the most anti-authority, the most offensive groups of people to interface with the public, the ones who pay the wokies. Do you see anything wrong with that? Well if you’re reading this you do.

What’s wrong is the the executives are out of touch, perched in their private silo, stupid. I know. That sounds harsh. Don’t care. It’s true. The executives are social-blind. They’re rich, but they’re out of touch. That’s redundant, of course. The executives are all too wiling to give over their companies to activists. When have activists ever been in the majority? Well…now. WE are the activists now, by speaking with our feet and our wallets. We will not spend money with companies who adopt racism as their way of doing things. Yes, racism. Don’t believe me?

Where are the white men in commercials? Where are the white men in TV shows? Where are the white men in ads about family and marriage. ALL white women are married to only black men now. That’s okay, if it’s true, but it’s not true. It’s the woke idiots trying to erase white men. I LIKE white men. I want them back.

There has been a movement to turn men into sissies. And it has worked to a great extent, but let’s ask the people of Western North Carolina how many of the limp sissie boys grabbed a chain saw or fired up an earth mover to clear out post-hurricane debris. Yeah, it was the ‘toxic white males’ who dug out the dead bodies, rescued victims from water, mud, trees, who pulled vehicles out of the raging water, rebuilt roads and towns. Yeah, toxic white men did that. And the estrogen boys? Well you can find them. Listen to them saying “like” every third word. There they are.

I rest my case.

But again, I digress. My point is that the generation who got a trophy for showing up, or worse, a DIPLOMA for showing up, is now in charge (for a few more weeks). Well done, parents. Well done. A college degree is now not even worth the paper it is printed on. college degrees have been cheapened, rendered lies. AND, these uneducated people are trying to take down America. Why? Because it’s all about feelings. As in: Walmart just wanted to “foster a sense of Belonging” (their policy). Two things. Belonging is capitalized by Walmart, not me. Emphasis on the idea of ‘belonging’ is about FEELINGS. No thought at all about their customer base nor what going woke might do to their bottom line. Stupid. Stupid stupid stupid. Either Walmart execs are dumb as hell, or they HIRED someone dumb as hell to write that memo. And second…where did the Walmart execs go to college? That’s where they were no doubt indoctrinated. Indoctrination is not education, in case these knuckleheads don’t realize that. And, people are just plain fed up.

Leading to another rabbit hole. If you want to get to the bottom of current society’s poison, you have to dig to the bottom. That would be schools. Once, schools were a place to learn, and to learn to THINK. I’ve been saying for a long time that critical thinking skills are a thing of the past. And there’s a reason or that. Students are fed ideology. They are bullied into the line the teacher, the professor, the president of the college wants you to toe. Don’t worry about learning engineering skills or math or science. You’ll get your diploma anyway; you showed up! If you’ve ever seen baby birds in a nest about to be fed by mama bird, how they open their beaks wide, wide wide, you can envision today’s students. Same exact thing. No thinking, no discussion, for God’s sake no debate or questioning authority. Just open your mouth and swallow the poison that’s being force fed.

So yeah, Robby, go after the ‘education’ institutions when you finish with corporations.

Excellence Matters!

What you are about to read are MY opinions, to which I am ENTITLED. If it bothers you, just go away NOW. I will not miss you. I want people around me who can hear others’ opinions without going hysterical. That’s how YOU LEARN. And I especially like people with humor in their DNA. Get this:

While Janet Yellen, US Secretary of Treasury, cowered behind a lectern seemingly dreading press questions, her emblem fell off the lectern. Fell off! HOW HARD is it to hang a decoration? Forget about the gloom and doom being yapped our way from Yellen; the emblem fell OFF. I am shaking my head. And I’m laughing. Yep, laughing. This is a perfect, PERFECT demonstration of our entire country right now…and dare I say it…the world.

Yay! Everybody gets a trophy! We don’t grade tests, heck we don’t GIVE tests! We are allll okay, nay we are allll FANTASTIC. Oh and did I tell you? We are alll geniuses!! Isn’t that great? Let’s all clap our hands together! That, my friends, is the problem. Why? Because excellence matters, quality matters, logical thinking matters. As in…don’t use a puny little hanger certified to hold .5 pounds of weight and then hang a 2 pound emblem on it. For God’s sake, that’s NOT rocket science. Who was the dumbass who did that?? I want pictures. PICTURES, I say! Hold on to your little hat now: NOT EVERYBODY IS QUALIFIED TO HANG DECORATIONS. I can hear wailing and gnashing of teeth. WHO CARES??? Wail away. While I laugh, by the way.

Elon does rocket science. People who work for him do rocket science. Why? Because they actually learned something. They actually cared about excellence. And by god they are smart! Yes, that’s how you put rockets into space! You don’t dye your hair blue and scream at the ceiling demanding respect. You actually EARN respect. That’s how it works. You study, you actually read, oh and forgive me but you THINK. Hey, do you think the wheels might fall off of your car as you drive? Hahaha. Oh they will. They will. Well, not if you drive a Tesla. If you DON’T drive a Tesla, I bet shit is breaking on your NEW non-Tesla car! Hahaha. I know the look on your face right now. By the way the great unthinking ran from Twitter like rats from a sinking ship when a THINKER bought the company. That’s how it works. Do NOT come at the little special children who never had a cogent thought, expecting them to use logic. I laughed my ass of at that too. Laughing now just remembering it.

Listen, I’m watching economic news this morning hearing about more and more bankruptcies, more businesses closing and I swear, I’m actually laughing. I PREDICTED THIS CRAP when the idiots started making hard work and studying unnecessary…when they started making the laziest smooth brain the benchmark. WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?? Oh I’m being logical. I just lost half of you. Think about having a glass…real glass…in each hand and banging them together. Then you say, “HEY they broke!” Welcome to America.

Look, a college degree used to mean something. But the smooth brains monetized the degrees, handing them to anyone who could pay for one, or have ME pay for one FOR them…and now people show up waving their diploma screaming, “Hire me or I will throw a fit!” and I just sigh. What a freaking waste of paper. BS degrees, or even BA degrees are not worth the powder to blow them to hell. Same thing for masters’ degrees. Thank you, Smooth Brains. I actually EARNED my degrees. I lost sleep studying, I read books and books and books, I took tests tests tests and oh yeah, I LEARNED. By the way, I will NOT hire unqualified people, I don’t care what color you dye your hair.

I went to one of those doc-in-the-box places a few years ago when I had bronchitis. The ‘doctor’ shuffled in (yes shuffled) wearing bedroom slippers. BEDROOM SLIPPERS! Not kidding. And people wonder why I don’t automatically genuflect at the sight of a white coat. I want to know if THAT person graduated at the bottom of the class. Pretty sure my doc-in-the-box did.

Let’s talk about yelling and screaming in support of the ones who want to behead you WITH A MACHETE! ON TV! I’m shaking my head while it is still attached to my body. Somebody show these idiots that video for God’s sake. Never mind, it won’t do any good at all.

Why am I finding this shit funny? Hahaha. Well, what else am I going to do? I have a fully functioning brain. I was able to see this disaster coming YEARS ago. Still laughing. Pepsi closed their Chicago operation? Well I wouldn’t want to make sugar water in a war zone. Good for them! Oh and they gave no notice? Well if they HAD, the entire factory would have been razed by mad little children who have zero coping skills. In other words: WE DID THIS TO OURSELVES. Still laughing. And the instantly unemployed say, “I don’t have a job now!” Well what the HELL did you expect?? Whom did you vote for?? How much violence are you willing to tolerate? Well apparently all of it until it costs you your job.

I had a friend who had a spoiled grandchild who loved to get in the family gatherings and have screaming temper tantrums. Most of her family members just looked uncomfortable. Not my friend. She put the kid in a bedroom and told her to scream as loudly as she wanted in there, and then she closed the door. Well, holy shit, the screaming stopped. No audience. That’s called being a parent. That’s called intelligent thinking. That’s called not letting the children take control. In America, or whatever this country is called now, children with zero talent, nothing to contribute, are in control. And people wonder why shit is going upside down.

There’s no WONDERING here!! Somebody predicted this and that somebody wanted it to happen. And the general population were too dumb to see it coming. Well, not ALL of the population. Some of us actually have intelligence and foresight. But we also have no power, so we’re tied to the the tracks upon which the idiot train runs. The only solution is for all wheels to come off and have the idiots unable to move forward. They won’t know how to put the wheels back on; that requires thinking and SKILL. I’m picturing an ape scratching his head.

We have people in charge who cannot do basic math, who have JUST NOW discovered Venn diagrams. How can any marginally smart person think you can hand out billions of dollars to criminals and expect hard working people to support that to their own detriment? Everybody has a limit. Everybody. Yeah, look out the window, pal. It’s happening. Oh yeah, let’s hand the reins to people who wear the right clothes, who are in a super minority, who have no idea what the rest of the world even LOOKS like. Let’s put THEM in control. This train is about to run out of tracks and the ‘conductors’ are too dumb to look beyond the control stick or whatever you call that thing.

The worst thing for me is knowing that people are so dumbed down, they will continue to vote in other dummies. Nobody, not ONE of them, had better cry around me when the shit hits the fan for good. Because at that time, there will be no reason not to clock them. I probably won’t be laughing when this happens and it will.

My country used to be the place everyone wanted to come to, everyone wanted to copy. Now, my country has ‘aspired’ to mimic third world countries. My country seems determined to have bullet ridden buildings, unpaved streets, criminals lauded, children abused, a greater and greater lack of things we have come to expect and enjoy…like food…, and a dictatorship with a double digit IQ at the helm (I may be giving too much credit there). Why? They’ve never been anywhere else, so they can’t know what we have here in America. Countries all over the world are struggling to survive rampant stupidity, and that’s what it is. There is an effort to instill mass slavery and yet the anti-slavery crowds cheer for this movement. THEY CHEER!!! Zero critical thinking skills. Well, it is said that you don’t know what you’ve got ’till it’s gone. That, my friends, is true. And we are about to learn something. By the way, a double digit IQ is AVERAGE AND BELOW, for the ones who don’t have a clue what that means.

Tuck and roll, my people. Tuck and roll.