The labeling, vitriolic hate coursing about enemedia FROM BOTH SIDES has me walking away from it all. I’ve cut lists of followings to only those that have kayaky stuff involved and to hell with the rest. Doesn’t matter if we have known each other 30 years or 30 minutes, if it ain’t kayak, it doesn’t hit my in box.
I Don’t Give A Flying Fuck anymore. Call me a denier. Sure thing. Call me racist. Whatevs! Call me a white supremacist. Ok, if your insecurities in your own self, warrant it,,,
I am what I am: a middle aged white heterosexual male that still has enough testosterone in my my blood to get it up and make me mean when need calls. I still like to watch the pretty woman of all ages and I will so long as I have a flippin pulse. I am NOT ashamed of this and trying to shame me into some woe begotten mold that some asshat with a useless degree and an agenda created, is like trying to teach a pig to wear lipstick.
I LIKE who I am!!! I like being a little off the beaten path most days, but the beaten path these days is a fuckin mine field of horrors created by the insane to an end no SANE person wants a part of. I am tired of seeing Normal people buy into the narrative to keep from being canceled, when what needs to happen is for the Normals to ostracize the freaks trying to make this world in their image.
No more Fl-ucks Given. NONE. ZILCH NADA. Ya all wanna play the mind games with each other, go right ahead and when that psychopath off its meds decides to play russian roulette with an automatic weapon in a public place, NOT MY FUCKIN PROBLEM. And If I am there when such goes down, be gar-un-damn-teed, I will part of the solution to stop the freak to limit the damage. I won’t cower in fear, unlike most. (I might be shitting my pants, but it won’t stop what I need to do.)
So, a hat tip to Irish for a great post nodding towards Summer months. Its time to get the boats wet again.(cleavage warning for the femme types)
