a winter of discontent

using my paddling desires as a parable for the real world here, things may get a bit fuzzy, but follow along,,,

I really WANT to go paddling,  really reallly RILLY want to go paddling.  Most preferably with friends, but solo just as well since it seems that I am destined to be the solo paddler (short of cosmic intervention and me meeting Mrs Right, who enjoys getting wet and a good paddling,,,   Euphemism intended,,, LOL). Alas, the weather has fully turned winter mode, with highs at my barely tolerable going into lows that make me think DEEP ALASKA,,,    

Oh, I’ll go, but damned if its going to be the pleasure cruise,,,   Most of what holds me back is ALL THE DAGGUM GEAR I have to don to be comfortable enough/safe enough, and there is serious demarcation between comfort and safety.   Safe may be uncomfortable when the temps starting heading for the higher realms of ‘still cold’.  (and I dress for the water, not the air,  the water is whats going to kill you,,,)

So, I ‘Drop a gear’ in my thinking/desires.   Slow down, like the bears of winter, maybe not full on hibernation, but much slower pace and shorter runs in the ‘inbetween’ times of witches teat cold and tolerable.   (and the fact that this one came rushing out of the arctic like a freight train rather irks me.   Usually we have longer spells of warmth prior to Late January with February and March being the hateful months.   With the current trend, I am thinking that Feb/Mar are going to be flat unbearable and nothing much moving, including the J.O.B.   And that has me in a bit of a worry spell as well,,,,)(and I believe there will be some economic factors slowing us down even further)

The current events do not mirror reality.   All the hoopla about elections that were kabuki theater are showing the signs of failing.   on that note, GOOD, but not fast enough to correct this ships course IMO.   People are feeling the pain where it matters most, the wallets, and when they are told that “abortion swung the vote” they KNOW they are being lied to.   When an Orc with the linguistic skills of a Rottweiler is raised to “one of the 535”, people KNOW they have been shammed.

And nothing happens.

except, 

there is a warm spell giving hints,,,

like me watching the thermometer but catching whiffs of spring over the smell of snow and ice, waiting for that ‘paddle day’.

CNN is having a mass firing.

The Gin-Hag announces she will NOT be seeking re-election.

Members of Congress are starting the Investigation on Hunter Biden.(which will, if legit, expose Xi-Den and the rest of cabel, which may be why Gin-Hag pee-lousy is retiring and more than likely seeking an extradition free country,,,)

(apologies, no links, but you can click and paste the above into your favorite webcrawler and get results,,,)

MY FEARS.   These are signs of a false spring and what comes after is just a different set of mask wearers: not necessarily BETTER ones.

We VOAT for new masters every (s)election season,,,,

Where is the Self Reliant AmeriCAN???

Where are the AmeriCANs that take ownership, SELF OWNERSHIP, seriously?

I’m no prognosticator: hell, I’ve only called one election cycle and that one was closer than I imagined (prolly due to that all inclusive voter fraud machine that Slo-Joe mentioned.  ).  

I take that back, there is one thing I keep nailing correctly,,,

And the only thing I have nailed, time and time again, is that the American people haven’t shook off the chains screaming “ENOUGH!!!”,,,    

Why?   

Because we AREN’T hungry, cold and miserable.   We still go to the store on the way home, pick up stuff to eat, even with larders full of condiments and box dinners, we get home and turn on NetFLix or something else and veg out, while stuffing our bellies, or jump on Amazon and find that next great “gotta have this”, that will likely end up gathering dust, just like the last 20 items we bought,,,  

Just like my kayaks are gathering dust and frost crystals this winter,,,

We suffer the zealots because we have our comforts and we don’t want to ‘don that gear for safety and comfort’ to go out in the cold.  (note, I am pointing BACK at myself here, not just pointing fingers,,,). It’s much easier to turn on the nets, fire up the microwave, grab a beer or three out of the fridge, and HIBERNATE in our winter of discontent.   We grumble like sleepy bears about ‘election fraud’, but we don’t bother to get off the couch and find that asshat that needs ‘punched in the mouf!!!’.

My kayaky muscles are getting flabby from lack of paddling.   

The American spirit is flabby from being spoiled by time and living at the top of the heap for too long.    (and that we have no where to go to get away like we did in the 1800’s,,, ).  Even our ‘adventures’ tend to be bubble wrapped with little consequence, and there is an ER within minutes in most all cases,,,  

We 

Are 

SPOILED,,,,

Ok, nuff self-deprecating today;  I’m gonna get off my ass and do SOMETHING,,,    Or my cycle of self-analysis is going to become destructive,,,,

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Addendum: Maybe “spoiled” is too negative. I know one of the things that holds me back is the”just wanna be left the fuck alone” and knowing that If I have to ‘get off the porch” there will be no going back to said porch. Like the meme says, once that switch is flipped, the old self is dead, its a form of suicide/murder: suicide by the one flipped, murder by the one forcing the flip.

No one really wants to go down that road because its very much a one way street, and what at the end is a shit-ton of destruction,,,,

Thats not to say the American people aren’t spoiled, but its not the only thing in play. There is hesitation due to not wanting to be fucked with and not wanting to fuck with others, “Don’t start nuthin’, won’t be nuthin!!!”