As I write this we are slightly more than forty-eight hours away from the close of the polls for 2020, This will be an election like no other in my lifetime. You can feel the tension in the air. You can just sense that something is different this time around.
Years ago politics seemed like something that old people that smelled like urine and Vicks talked about on a Saturday morning coffee at Bob Evans. I never could relate to anyone that ran for office. No one talked about the things I cared or worried about and everyone seemed to just care about promoting and bettering themselves. Then Donald Trump came along. He wasn’t like those people. He didn’t fit in but he spoke about things I cared about and he spoke in a way I could relate to. He wasn’t politically correct but he believes in God, will protect my right to have firearms and will continue to drain the swamp of corruption that is Washington politics.
I’m not alone. Thousands have responded the same way. People that have been ignored for years have reacted and joined the movement. They come from every walk of life and every color. We are very different in background yet so similar in what unites us: Our love for God and this country of America. We are under attack from within. Our Constitution and freedom are at risk so the stakes are high and the time is turbulent. I am afraid that when the sun goes down on Tuesday November, 3, 2020 things will get very violent across the country.
This is the Super Bowl for Black Lives Matter, Antifa and other social terrorist organizations. They really don’t care about the outcome they are looking for a reason to cause violence, hate and destruction. Force MUST be met with GREATER force to be effective. You get one chance to make a first response. Let’s hope those that protect us will be prepared this time for what will indefinitely happen. Use your right to vote and GO HOME. Be part of the solution and not the problem. A true Patriot does not go looking for trouble. If trouble comes marching up your driveway…then you know what to do. 🦾🦾🦾🦾
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Everybody I know likes to bitch and moan about their cable company. That was never me….life is a series of ups and downs and I pretty much expect certain businesses that have a monopoly with their services to not care about their brand or customer service….they just want their check. What happened to me was just a new level of low and inconsideration.
I spend two hundred dollars a month with a company that rhymes with Spectrum. I have my internet and five TV’s connected with this company. I moved into my condo in September of 2018. I had four of the five boxes hooked up to television sets. The fifth box was active and left in the living room for when I decided to hook up the television. I am charged eight dollars every month for each active box.
About a month ago I finally got around to hooking up my television in the living room. I connected the box expectig all the services I have been paying for but the only thing I got was the logo of the company that rhymes with Spectrum. I called technical support. We all can relate how this experience is for anyone let alone someone, like me, that has hypertension. The man was very kind and helpful. He explained to me that my signal gets turned off after a certain amount of time if it’s not in use. I was confused. They were still charging me and never notified me they would continue to embezzle eight dollars a month from my account.
I physically visited my business that rhymes with Spectrum and exchanged my box. I explained the problem to the man behind the counter. He told me to go home, hook up the box and call the toll free number and talk to billing. After being on hold for a most pleasant forty-five minutes (and listening to their sales pitch to switch to their mobile plan over and over and over…) I young lady answered and did exactly what I expected……nothing. I then asked for the Supervisor….his name was Maurice….he was a perfect selection to be the Supervisor of Nothing. 😜😜😜. Maurice and I did not agree. He was just doing his job and protecting the brand of the company that rhymes with Spectrum. Sorry….ya just can’t deep fry a turd. 💩💩💩
I told Maurice HIS Supervisor should cal me…we agreed this would be best and hung up. Two days later Julio calls me from North Carolina. I can tell right away he is not my friend. No bueno Senor. 🤣🤣🤣 I explained to Julio that I didn’t care they shut off my signal but just credit my account and I’ll pour a Corona Light and Run With The Bulls. Julio stood his ground and protected the company line. So what’s the message here? Protect the brand at all costs. The company that rhymes with Spectrum is the only game in town where I live. When I have a different option I will “run to the border.”
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I’m fifty-six years old and enjoy being on social media. I have a twitter account, am on Facebook, do a weekly podcast and of course I have my blog that I thank you so much for reading. I mention my age for a reason. I’m not sure of what exactly happens on Facebook but all of a sudden some of my adult friends have been acting like a bad scene from “Beverly Hills 90210.” I understand that these times are tumultuous and people are on edge but why would anyone get angry over the opinion of someone else? If you are confident of YOUR belief then shouldn’t you feel sorry for the person of different opinion?
If you are familiar with Facebook then you are aware of how to drop “friends.” You highlight their profile, click on the mouse a few times and they are now eliminated. It’s quite similar to getting a ride home from Aaron Hernandez. Facebook teaches you a lot about who your “true” friends are. One weekend, as a kid, my father was in the basement saying “fuck” a lot. That meant he was working on the washing machine. Dad liked to give life advice while he was doing this so I made my way into the utility room. Within five minutes Dad told me; “You watch…later in life you will be able to count your true friends on one hand.” Then he lost his grip on the ratchet and slammed his hand against the agitator and yelled “Son of a Bitch!!!”
A few days ago I was looking at my friends list on Facebook and noticed more than a handful of people had “dropped me as a friend.” I was taken aback at first. I used to work in the radio business for close to thirty years. Some of these folks were colleagues and people that tried to HIRE me. I paused…took a breath…..and thought back to what my dad told me when I was a kid. Then I laughed and said “Son of a Bitch!!”
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These are turbulent times my friends. I took a moment to shut off the news and reflect upon my journey in life. Tomorrow is not guaranteed. I have become much more aware of that fact as life continues to pass on by. I was an only child and I was a handful. I challenged everything someone would say….a trait that continues today. I had wonderful parents…thankfully Mom is still alive today. Times were different back then. There was no such thing as “time out.” Each of my parents had their preferred punishment weapon. Dad liked the belt and Mom knew how to work that wooden spoon.
I still shudder at the sound I would hear from the kitchen when I would push Mom too far. The opening of the drawer beneath the microwave…then the sound of her fumbling through the kitchen utensils….suddenly the noise stops…..she has found her weapon of choice….THE WOODEN SPOON!!!
She spins like Wyatt Earp at the OK Corral….we make eye contact….she raises her weapon (which oddly enough was being used to stir spaghetti sauce just twelve hours ago) and makes her approach to “teach me a lesson.” I immediately run towards the circular dining room table. I use the table like a blocking sled to stay away from her boisterous advance. Suddenly I trip in my “stocking feet.” Mom straddles me like a LA cop. All of a sudden I feel like “Rodney King Light.” Good thing I ran Mom around the dining room table to tire her out. She only beat me for about ten minutes. Then she stood up and said “I’m gonna reheat yesterday’s spaghetti…want some?” Compared to 2020….that seems pretty normal to me.
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I spend a lot of time on the internet. I read a lot and do a superfluous amount of research and it just doesn’t add up. Many polls have Joe Biden with a ten point lead as we approach the two week countdown to Election 2020. It doesn’t make any sense.
If you have listened to my podcast then you are well aware of the allegations against Hunter and Joe Biden. I told you about this in March of 2020. It now appears that Joe Biden used his drug addicted son to launder money from Ukraine. Is that a surprise to you? That’s just one of the reasons the swamp needs to be drained. How come the Biden camp has not refuted the existence of the laptop allegedly belonging to Hunter? I have been accused of things I did not do and I made enough noise to wake the dead.
Sleepy Joe tried to use the Chinese Plague as an excuse to hide in the basement and to stop the successful Trump rallies. Trump knows how to adapt and he started doing rallies outside at various airports. The sight of Air Force One behind the podium as he speaks to the massive amount of supporters gives me chills. Thanks for helping the Trump brand, Sleepy Joe.
Look….Trump is an acquired taste. He’s not for everyone but I go to sleep at night knowing my President will protect the United States of America and protect our Constitution. I don’t have to worry about him making backdoor deals with countries only for personal benefit. If Joe Biden does not care about his drug addicted son then why should he care about you?? He shouldn’t….he doesn’t….and he won’t!!!
Times are very strange right now. Go in the basement. Wear a mask. Bars not open. Bars open. Fifty-percent on restaurants…you know what I mean. I’m trying to move my mother from West Palm Beach to Cleveland to be with family. The Chinese Virus has caused delays. Mother has some health issues. My Mother is my rock….she’s my very best friend…I am lost without her and not ashamed to admit it. Mom is all alone….going through the Chinese Virus lockdown and health issues all by herself. As I write this mother is waiting for the results of a biopsy she had on Friday. This battle has been going on for awhile. The results of a bad x-ray were not expected.
My mother has never played the victim. She has never blinked an eye or shed a tear. Her only concern has been for the health of me..her only child. It’s the the ultimate sacrifice of unselfishness. Do not judge courage by appearance or stature. I’m 6’2 and 265 pounds and my mother is bent over at 4’11 but stands much taller than me in soul and character. If you believe in the next level, which I do, concentrate on the soul. You can go to the gym to work out your body yet the soul is eternal and needs the same attention. Make every day and moment count.
Last Friday was very emotional for anyone that has a heart and a conscious. It was the nineteenth anniversary of the attack on the World Trade Center by Islamic terrorists. One of my most vivid memories of that time was actually September 12, 2001 and beyond. No one cared about what color your skin was or what God you worshiped. There was one race….the human race. People were flying American flags outside their cars. Today there are those that choose to burn and stomp on that very same flag. The police and fire departments across the nation were hailed as heroes. Today they are randomly attacked by members of Black Live Matter and Antifa. I’m tired of the disrespect and rioting and vandalism. Our country has been taken over from within by various social terrorist organizations. There comes a time when people have had enough and they start to fight back to protect their family and property. That time is now.
It’s not going to get any better until we get tough. This past weekend two Los Angeles police officers were shot in the face for doing nothing but protecting citizens of their city. These thugs and animals then proceeded to block the entry of the emergency vehicles to the local hospital while yelling “We hope they die.” This is not “protesting.” It’s the deepest level of barbaric behavior that has no place in a civilized society.
How many more buildings will be set on fire? How many more stores will be destroyed? How many more members of the Police will be injured during these senseless criminal activities? What we allow we teach. It’s time for this parade of fools to end. Let’s take back our country. Let’s really show others that we never forgot!!
By now you are aware of the huge “controversy” involving what President Trump said to author Bob Woodward in January 2020 about the Chinese Virus. The President “played down” the threat of the virus so he would not “panic” the nation. Isn’t that what a great leader does in times of turmoil? You want your leader to be calm and decisive as they take on the threat to our nation. Can you imagine what would have happened if Joe Biden was in charge? He would be on the floor in the Oval Office screaming for Jill and another bowl of Farina.
As an American citizen you want to go to bed every night feeling confident that your family and loved ones are safe. We don’t need to know everything. People are screaming and punching each other over a stupid mask. Some folks ran into their basement in May and have not been seen since. I’m not confident in the common sense of this misguided nation so the last thing we need is too much information. When the President shut down any travel to and from China you should have figured it out. That had never been done before. If you got off TMZ for an hour you would have realized that in order for Trump to make that move there was something going on. The President was severely criticized for this decision but in hindsight he saved thousands of lives. Only Donald Trump could save lives and upset people.
Once again the media is looking for a story that isn’t there. Perhaps they should ask Joe Hiden why he was talking about Corvettes and Chevy’s yesterday when he was at a Ford lot in Warren, Michigan. These are turbulent times. I firmly believe the future of this nation is dependent upon the upcoming election. Your Constitutional rights are in jeopardy. We no longer are waiting for the Revolution to arrive….it’s here and I’m confident we have the right President to be calm and to beat it.
In these times of conflict and disagreement I am confident we can all agree on one thing: We’ve never seen a shit show like this in our entire lives. I remember when I was in college and I was a “rebel” and anyone over the age of thirty was disconnected with reality. The truth is I was young, immature, uneducated, drank shitty beer, had a 32 inch waist and a full head of hair. What I didn’t have was a man friend that had to wear a bra and put electrical tape over his freaking nipples. You are not “expressing yourself.” You are an attention whore that wants people to stare at you while wondering “Are those really tits???”
This is ANTIFA. They are bad people that don’t bathe, refuse to work and enjoy the smell of urine. Everyone has the right to peacefully assemble. The key word here is “peacefully.” It’s not a peaceful situation when you are walking down the middle of the road with your other friends that smell like urine and you’re shooting fireworks at cars. Cars go down the street. They have for years. If you do not desire to be struck by the aforementioned vehicles then I would suggest moving your man friends in brassieres to the sidewalk. Make sure not to step on any dirty syringes that your social terrorist brothers and sisters may have dropped when launching a brick into a Saks and then taking a Gucci bag while screaming something about oppression.
Let me continue this honesty parade by addressing ANTIFA/BLM: you are NOT victims. You are criminals and an embarrassment to your family. There’s a reason why you are 25 and still not sitting with the grown ups on Thanksgiving. Here’s some advice from DANNYLAND: Put down the clove cigarette and the green hair dye and pick up a job application. Teenagers ride skateboards. Adults drive cars. Why not try being home before the sun goes down? That’s what people do that don’t like tear gas. You sleep on a freaking mattress….you don’t set it on fire and kick it down a street while trying to balance your backpack.
I could go on but Hillary Clinton just showed up wearing latex gloves and wanting to go for a “quiet walk in the park.” I’ll be putting electrical tape on my nipples and looking for my will.