Praise in public

Criticize in private. That was what I was taught in Command training over the years. And it has application in the civvy world as well. IMHO, it should be common practice. (with the caveat of ‘sometimes expediency applies’ but that is what we call LIFE.)

Every fucked up asshat manager I have ever dealt with always got this shit backwards, and would berate a person over the slightest slight as if they were the lowest scum on earth and do it in public. I even told one, straight to his face, after he had ‘dressed down’ a subordinate; “You EVER, speak to me in that tone in public, and I will break your jaw and walk,,,”

We are all messed up in some way; we are only human, its a given.

Some of us bottle that messed up deep inside and do what we can to get along. Some allow that messed up to become the window dressing of their lives and ‘let it all hang out’. In the days when I was growing up, those that let it all hang out were shunned, or in extreme cases, locked away. These days, those cases are heralded as ‘mavericks’ or heroic in the bravery.

BULL

FUCKIN’

SHIT.

They are bug nutz insane. They can’t deal with dichotomies of emotion/thought and have no basis or foundation of “Acceptable” OR are perverse in their souls and see the ‘signs of the times’ and figure they can ‘let it all out’ like a loose cannon below decks of a wooden warship; knocking holes in the hull while the ship flounders in hurricane driven waves.

I wanna say “LET IT BURN”, and have more than I should, but what really needs done is that we, the messed up but still sane enough, need to keep nibbling away at the “River of lies” by speaking the truth, putting patches of truth over the holes knocked into the hull of society, waking up those that are on the edge of the abyss and looking back hoping someone has a line to toss to them.

It’s an early morning at camp, load out day, and I am waiting for the sun to come up enough to let my tent dry before I go stuffing it into its bag. (otherwise, I am already loaded and ready to roll.) Need to get back home and deal with the domestic stuff that never ever ever goes away even after you have done it this week,,,

And I know that I am a frillin’ mess of humanity, but don’t let that stop me from being a productive one. My mini-vakay is wrapping up, and then its back to life, but this mini-vakay was NEEDED. Checked my BP while we were at lunch stop yesterday, and it was sitting at a nice 112/71; and that was just after doing that set of rapids and catching that eddyline. I can’t complain about those numbers, not at the age of 54,,,, Tomorrow, I can bet you good money, those numbers will be back into hypertension levels,,,,

LIFE,,, It doesn’t stop, until it does, then it keeps going for everyone else,,,, We are all messed up baggage on the wheel of life, We get to choose if we are going to leave it messed up more or a little better than we found it, and that is completely on us, as individuals,,, Its your’s: OWN IT!!!