Quiet start to a Fourth

Sitting here on the porch, really quiet out there for a Fourth of July, last night especially.   Usual is mortars going off until near or after midnight,,,  Last night,,  not much at all.   An occasional shell let loose; more like test fires, then silence for an hour followed by another test fire somewhere else.  

Strange,,,

And my kids are crazy,,,   Kids in this case are Elbee and Cosmos,,,    They’ve been playing this morning, and are bestest buddies now.   I was sitting here and suddenly Coz came flying around the west side of the house like the hounds of hell were on his ass (I went into alert mode thinking Cuzin’s dogs were loose) followed by Elbee on the chase.   Cat Chases Dawg!!!   Its been like that all morning; quiet playing, but full of energy and rushing, having an absolute blast of a time being young and fluff headed.

the good old days.

Then I jumped on the nets and saw a brother has fallen into a mess of life.

DO NOT SEND DONATIONS TO HIS PAYPAL.   There was an update and his paypal account is compromised.  use his email addy to contact him for donation information instead.    I haven’t much to spare on the financial side of things, or I would be tossing him a few sheckles.   Dood is without wheels right now and that ain’t a good place for a cornfed American Boy to be in.   He’s gonna need transport he can rely on in the upcoming months.  The best I can do right now is moral support and spread word. (my situation may change a bit and when/if, he gets first dibs.)

I find it sad that I see this situation more and more.   Not in detail, but generally speaking: guy busts his nutz for a woman, and when things seem great, the medusa comes out and hells gates open wide.   And is seemingly only with American women (or ethnic women that were second or third generation raised American.)  Now, that isn’t to say ALL American women are like that.  But I see it more and more, and yah, maybe there is that old man bias applied here,,,,   I dunno, but I can say that of all the people that I have had an interest in since Ex and I split, there was a vibe I picked up that warned me off.   Not fear, but like the signal you get when there is a snake nearbouts.  Some olfactory sense buried deep in the hind brain picks it up and you go into alert mode: CAUTION: something nasty near.

And I have seen what looked like healthy relations go sideways in short order, like 48 hours, and most always its the woman that becomes the Screeching Harpy, not the man becoming an enraged ape.   Even when the mental and financial abuse piles on, there is a generosity he holds onto, usually at his peril in said situation. 

I have said it here before.  Men are the Romantics, the woman are the practical ones.   (and I use the term  practical in its basest meaning,) 

Fuck it,,, WE IS ALL FUGGIN’ NUTZO,,,    I swear that God did that whole two genders things as a frellin joke on us,,, And that character is up there laughing his ass off at all the drama that unfolds.

Only thing I can say about all of this is from personal experiance (sorta, one is vicarious)   I have grown into a better financial realm since Ex and I split, even though I make 1/3rd of what I was making then.   I own, flat out, my own home, and what I own is in my name, not some banks name.   It may not be much, but its mine, paid for, and GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME, and I don’t need to impress anyone or appease ‘worldly desires’ to keep peace in my little world.  

My dad has stated that within 6months of his and my mothers divorce, he was in better financial shape than he had been in 15 years.   And he was a single parent raising three kids with a Mortgage on a three bedroom ranch.   “Tain’t never been rich, but we always had what we needed.”

“What I want is what I’ve not got: What I NEED, is all around me.”

Clean air, clean water, resources out the wazoo if you know what you are looking at.   The key is between the ears and behind the eyes.   We, as a species, adapted the world to our ‘wants’ but the world still provides those needs when all the wants go buh-bye.   and here I am waxing all melon-collie on ya,,    Let me explain.  For the longest time, I thought that this world was going to fail in ways that defy logic; that the grid and financial systems would implode into the void (and they may yet, but I has doubts,, things are pretty resilient even if fragile like a glass flower.)  I started studying everything that it took to build an industrial society (Engine lathe, seriously, it was the engine lathe that made this world as we know it today.) and how to start from scratch and scrap to build back.    Unka Gingery was one of my inspirations with his quote of ‘I try to figure out how to build a $50 part with $0.50, then the rest of the time trying to find the $0.50,,,,,” 

Yes, we need the dichotomy of gender to keep the species alive, BUT FOR CHRISTS SAKES LADIES, we do NOT need the drama,,, And yes, I am saying that to the ladies because it always seems to start on that side,,,

AND TO THE MEN: Stop feeding that beast.   She wants drama, go silent, walk away, be strong, be stern.  And for fucks sake, cover your ass in this world of lawfare,,, Keep your financial side of things, YOURS.

I’m all over the place today,  brain ascramble, thinking, not thinking, thinking too much, but not thinking proper-like,,,,  

pretty much like the rest of the world seems to be doing of late:  We are all mad here,,, this asylum is off the rails.

Something to ponder in that statement,,, But not here, not today,,,

more laters, and be safe out there today enjoying whatever festivities you may enjoin.

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