I hate people somedays,,,,
No excuses, just an ‘I fuhgot’,,,,
Three text messages the day before, and using messenger so you can see if delivered, seen/read,,,,
All three were seen, no response, no nuthins,,,
I hate people.
maybe I should rephrase that.
I hate people with butterfly attitudes. Flitting from one thing to the next with no concern or care that their wing strokes might be making hurricanes somewhere else.
No thoughts past right this minute and ‘does this feel good’.
Ever wonder how the Stringpullers were able to pull of the heist of the century and steal an election? There it is. That attitude is the PREVALENT one in our society and people don’t give two shits about things not immediately in their sphere of living. Never mind that such an event WILL effect their immediate sphere somewhere down the road: like outrageous fuel costs, or inflation out the whazzoo, or the sudden and unexpected lack of baby formula in stores,,, Naw, nothing to see here, just move on to the next Tweet or TikTok trend,,,,
And why I live on a hill and had ZERO friends until the last couple of years.
Acquaintances, yes, FRIENDS, not so much. And that B and I hit it off so easily and so fast is why I call him my ‘Brudder from anudder mudder”. I don’t take to people that quick unless I can tell from the outset that they are forward thinkers, a B is that, as well as a “Giving soul” who will walk through fire for people he doesn’t even know. (and T won’t let him be the fireman he would if allowed. ). I saw that only the second time we met, when he spent 40 minutes trying to revive a drowning victim while I tried to direct EMTs to the scene via phone. Even though I could see the cause was lost, he never stopped trying, until relief showed up (and they didn’t even try; just pronounced DOA and tried to establish a time of death.)
And a lot of that is why I am nervous about having people like the first mentioned as my back-up when kayaking. I don’t know that they would TRY to save a life, let alone MINE.
And NO, I am not guilty of that ‘butterfly’ attitude. I may have been slacking on posting about the FRAUD and all of the shenanigans they are up to, but I HAVE been paying attention. It just does me no good to talk about it here since there is so little influence I have over things (IE: NONE) I pay attention because I don’t want to be blindsided when things go teats-up, or they unleash that Canned Sunshine, and, IF I CAN, I want to save as many people as I can, like B and T and Bubby: People that ARE worth the salt they bring to the table, that ARE looking to a future, even if they have little control of the influences involved.
Not these butterfly peeps that fit the bill of ‘Useless eaters’ that the Elite seem to think the whole world consists of. I know they aren’t the dominate ones, but there are days where it sure as shit seems like it. Especially in the area I reside in.
Sure wish that side had shown its face BEFORE I made the decision to build in this area.
(( item redacted under advice of “Miranda Rights”))
sorry, went on a tangent there that would have horrified more sensitive types,,,,
Beast back in shackles, alls well.
As of right now, I am contemplating unloading both boats from the truck and securing them in the drydocks. Weather being what it is of late, my chances to get on water are getting slimmer and doing so with another even more so. I hate that, but what can ya do. There is no reason to subject the poor boats to weeks and weeks of hauling around at highway speeds for no reason other than ‘chance’.
My outlet of sanity is getting squeezed by the season, and I am here venting on Stoopid peeps,,,, Naw, no reaction thingy going on here,,,
Gonna unload the boats and then I am pouring me a serious drink and chilling out.
