Chinese people are nice people. Hard working people. They also eat a lot of weird shit. Their government lies all the time but that’s what government does. They don’t help. They lie. Having said that I’d keep my eyes on this outbreak of the Corona Virus. So far 23,500 have been infected resulting in 490 deaths. Let’s compare that to the flu of 2019. The Center for Disease Control estimates 42.9 million people were infected, 647,000 people hospitalized and 61,200 people died. So why worry about the Corona Virus? Simple. It started in late December and it’s spreading at an alarming rate.
Now cruise ships are being quarantined and for good reason. Ya ever been on a cruise? It is filled with germs, disease, obesity and filth. It’s gotta be like Happy Hour for any type of virus. So after eating a bunch of processed food and putting on ten pounds these cruise people come back to port infected with the corona virus. It’s truly the perfect storm.
If the corona virus started in this country instead of China I wouldn’t be as concerned. China has never told the truth so why would they start now? People are dropping dead because some Chinese dude ate some bat soup? Do ya really believe that? You don’t think that there is biological warfare out there? Iran gets pissed at China because they made a trade deal with the United States. Isn’t that a better possibility than pointing the finger at Fung and his bowl of bat soup? I’m not saying that is what happened I’m just saying we need to question everything and not let our guard down. It’s also a good excuse to avoid people…….which I do every day. See ya in the dungeon. Thanks for reading.
Not officially dead. I do believe it’s in hospice and near its final days. I wanted to be on the radio since I was thirteen years old. Radio was REAL back then. Radio was fun. Radio made you react. Radio was your companion. Radio had personality. Radio allowed you to express yourself. We still have that today except it’s not on the radio. It’s right here on social media.
When I was in radio it was full of creative people. Now it’s full of people that are into analytics. They eliminated the creativity and thus eliminated the fun. The suits would TELL you what to say and how long ya had to say it. I’m not a worker bee. I’m a queen bee. I don’t follow. I lead. Radio failed because it acted like a bad marriage. It changed. It wasn’t the person I married.
Radio is like a ghost ship floating aimlessly in the ocean. It’s just a matter of time before it sinks. Social media is fun. It’s interactive. It’s creative. Podcasting is awesome. There are no rules. There are no limits except the ones that you set yourself. No one tells me what to say or how to say it. It succeeds or fails based on what I say and how I promote it. Great content will always be in demand. Radio had great content but it forced those that are creative out of the business. Radio killed radio. Think I’m wrong? Go into Best Buy this week and try and buy a radio. Thanks for reading.
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I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again. I LOVE this country. I HATE our government. It’s too big and it’s filled with filth and corruption. I’m concentrating on the launch of my new solo podcast in 2020 so I can address the nonsense I am subjected to on a daily basis. I’m a very simple person. I pay my taxes. I own my home. I have returned to my hometown in order to die where it started. To be near family. To rediscover what I ran from. I don’t want to be bothered. Bothering me comes with reaction. That’s where I think we all are similar. That’s why I think we are more like Donald Trump than some may want to admit.
I’m very protective of what I own and love. I am thankful every morning for what I have and those that love me. You try and take what I have or hurt the ones I love my response will be swift and deadly. That’s not a threat. That is called “cause and effect.” If you do “A” then “B” will happen. If you do not wish for “B” to happen then you probably should not do “A.” Hopefully everyone is still on board and not looking around like a St. Bernard watching a card trick. I am assuming that sensible people will be on board with this behavior and way of thinking.
Let’s apply this way of thinking to the current situation in the Middle East. Iranian backed militia attack our embassy in Iraq. The embassy contains “family.” Family is being attacked. Trump is Dad of the big American family. Trump is pissed. He should be. On New Years Eve Trump looked into a camera at Mar-A-Lago in West Palm Beach. It was 4:19PM my friends….I know…I felt a chill…I saw the look in his eyes. He said “Iran…..I’m coming for you.” Seventy-Two hours later Qasseem Soleimani, top Iranian General, looks like some chipped beef that was left in the oven too long. The message is clear to the rest of the world: Do NOT fuck with my family!!! How can you claim to have unconditional love for your family if you wouldn’t react in a similar way?
I think we have a reason for serious concern. All the cards and prognostications are lining up. Like life there is no guarantee. I just know that THIS time……we will not turn around and run away!!!!. Thanks for reading!
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Death. It encompasses so many emotions. Sadness, grief, anger and fear to mention a few. This past weekend I lost a dear friend to death as he passed away suddenly at the young age of fifty four. Ironically we had a conversation just three days before passing. We laughed at our differences in political beliefs, jointly expressed our distain for Anderson Cooper and had a conversation about death.
Three years ago this September I came as close to death as one can. I was in a coma for six days and being kept alive by a series of machines and cables. I saw things so beautiful and peaceful that there are no words to provide them justice. I am not penning this piece to urge you to go to church or sell all your belongings. I can tell you without doubt that are journey does not end here.
When we cry at death but to who are those tears actually flowing for? I know it is natural because one that you love and care for so much has left this level. IF only we had the strength and courage to know that we will see our dearly departed again on a level that is incomprehensible in our present world.
I am not a church goer or a bible thumper. I am just a regular guy that happened to see the next step in our journey that is truly amazing. This doesn’t mean we should live a care-free lifestyle. On the contrary we should take time to observe and listen. Don’t be so quick to get angry with someone you disagree with. Try to learn something new every day. I truly believe that life is quite similar to when you were in school. We are handed many challenges and hurdles every day that don’t make sense yet they all serve a purpose. It may take days, years or a lifetime to figure them out but the answer is there. You have to put aside your emotions and open your mind and heart and pray for understanding.
The test will end someday my friends and I believe with all my heart that is when we are ready for the next level. Take solace in your loss and heartfelt pain in knowing your loved one is in a much better place watching you as YOU learn what they already know. Thanks for reading and look for your lesson that will appear before you today.
I always knew I was different. When I was a teenager I was afraid to go to the counter at McDonalds and place an order for fear I would get it wrong or they would laugh at me. Humor became the perfect mask. If I could make people laugh they would not see my faults. I fell in love with radio. That “mystery man” behind the mic that would talk to me, I wanted, and got, that life. Although I was very successful I was running from an illness and eventually I crashed in February of 2011.
I have OCD, am bi-polar, suffer from depression and severe social anxiety disorder. I have been in therapy for nine years and my doctor saved my life. Depression is not just “being in a bad mood.” It’s a feeling of all other options running out and desperation. It makes suicide seem logical (as illogical as that may seem). So how did I do my job, be successful at it, and hide it from everyone? It started with alcohol. It gave me the courage to walk in a room, size people up, and own it. At an event I would continue to drink to feed the monster that wanted to come out. When that wasn’t enough I turned to drugs. Self medicating was the way I solved my problems before I found help. I was never a druggie in high school or college or in my early adult life but I can honestly say I became an addict. I have learned that addiction is a terrible disease and through the help of my therapist he has taught me how to control it and not let it control me.
I also found out that it’s okay to be scared. I don’t have all the answers to the tribulations we face in life but in 2015 I was in a coma for six days because I almost let that monster inside of me win. That was rock bottom for me. For the past seven years I have concentrated on fixing myself. For some reason God has let me survive to fulfill a specific mission that I have yet to discover. I have been blessed to actually see what awaits us. That first night in my coma the doctors were sure I would not see the morning. I truly am someone that got a second chance and that, among other reasons, is why I have decided to go home to Cleveland. It is my sincere hope that others that may have these feelings know they are not alone. My mom says I tell everyone everything and have no filter. She is correct but no one can appreciate the success without tasting the failure. Every new day is a blessing and there is no guarantee. Thank you for reading this and remember “never give up.”
Life is strange…….at least mine is. We all make mistakes but mistakes are how we learn. I’ve made countless mistakes so I should be pretty smart but the only thing this proves is that I have a superfluous amount of mistakes yet to endure. Having said this I thought I would share some of the lessons in life I have learned.
Never raise your voice to win an argument: People that yell are frustrated and the secret to winning an argument is to frustrate your opponent into raising his/her voice.
Kindness cannot be taught you either practice it or just make the conscious decision to be an asshole.
Never date anyone that you meet at last call.
Money pays bills but it doesn’t create self-worth.
Experience a brush with death and you will figure out the meaning of life.
People will use the word “amazing” when it’s not truly “amazing.”
Drinking tequila leads to one of two things: getting into a fight or taking your clothes off.
People with a cross tattooed on their forehead do not work at NASA.
Never trust anyone that believes wrestling is real.
Whoever created bottled water or salad in a bag is a genius.
It took me many years to figure out these proverbs of wisdom. I look forward to the mistakes I will make today to create my lessons of tomorrow.
Danny tells more stories about his stay in the hospital and brush with death. You’ll never believe what a woman was trying on at a Wal-Mart. Further proof you should never take public transportation. Danny tears into Khole Kardashian and Lamar Odom for getting back together and a great quote from Ray Rice that provides endless comedy.