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Remember when ya didn’t have to worry about offending someone when speaking? I still live in that world and I have lost many of my “woke friends” that think I’m insensitive and caustic. Comedian Dave Chapelle is under a lot of criticism for his recent special “The Closer” on Netflix. Transgender folks are demanding an apology. I have not seen much of Dave Chapelle’s work so I obviously was drawn to this story. I needed to see what the controversy is all about. I watched “The Closer” and I can’t seem to find what the controversy is all about.

I grew up listening and enjoying the comedy of Sam Kinison, Richard Pryor and George Carlin. They made fun of themselves and others as well. Comedy isn’t mean to be kind. Sometimes it can be very brutal but it’s comedy. This isn’t someone promoting a public agenda. These are entertainers making astute observations. The transgender population is very hyper sensitive about the observations made by Dave Chapelle about their chosen lifestyle. Three words: Get over it. If you look like the Brawny man and insist on wearing a plaid skirt, size thirteen pumps, a blouse and a wig then ya better be prepared for people to make fun of you. You chose to make yourself the center of attention so quit your complaining for what you created. Everyone is a victim. Everyone is misunderstood. I’m tired of it and I’m not playing this silly game.

I’m part of the “I don’t give a shit” mentality. I will say what I want about who I want when I want. I am not a mean person. I want the best for everyone. I don’t like to create problems I like to solve them. I will NOT, however, give up my freedom of speech in fear of offending someone. If you are offended by what I say or believe then that is your problem to deal with. Why do I need to take a sensitivity class because I refuse to kiss the ring of compliance? These are terrible times. Border crisis, pandemic, inflation, vaccine mandates, out of control crime, etc. If we ever needed to laugh the time is now. Usually things get better with the passage of time but during my life it seems we hit a peak in the late 80’s. It all started with political correctness. Instead of putting a stop to that nonsense we let it grow in the petri dish until we became “woke.” America has turned into a six year old crying on the playground. No one respects you and everyone feels sorry for you. That’s not my country. Time to take off the sundress and frilly frocks and grow a pair.

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There is a lot of pressure on folks that are single around the holidays. Once you are over the age of thirty and ya still show up to the family gathering without a partner Uncle Fred and Aunt Ester will be talking about you as soon as ya leave to return home with a tin of cookies. 2020 might be different since we all have seemed to adopt this solitude mentality but I have to admit the decision to not date has it’s benefits.

I was always co-dependent. I had a lot of girlfriends. I had five fiancés. Obviously I didn’t have a problem with commitment. My friends called me “The Diamond Man.” I actually married two of them. Meeting women was never a problem; staying in a relationship was. My last relationship ended October 23, 2011. I remember the Harley ride home when I said I was gonna make a change. I was going to go at least one year without going on a date. I was going to concentrate on fixing myself. Funny thing happened during that year. I liked it so much that I have never turned back.

In the past nine years I have made numerous improvements in my life. I have focused on my therapy and have addressed my narcissism. I have become an excellent cook and I have found strength in my faith. I have returned to my place of birth in preparation for the completion of the Circle of Life. Pretty impressive, huh? Those are the type of changes that sell a lot of books so let me share you some of the other benefits of being a single guy. If you see a strawberry daiquiri on your bar bill ya know it’s not yours. You’ll never find yourself sitting on the couch on a Saturday afternoon with a bowl of Haagen Das watching a Lori Laughlin movie. Don’t laugh….that painful memory still triggers a form of PTSMD. I actually will suffer a slight convulsion when I ponder what “My List” on NETFLIX would look like if I had a female partner.

I don’t have to worry what I am wearing. I actually have one t-shirt for each day of the week. I don’t even bother putting clothes away I just hang it in the laundry room and get dressed in front of the ironing board. The closest I got to having someone hit on my girl was when a drunk guy spilled his Corona on my hand. The bartender solved the problem with a towel and a free drink. That never happened before…..I’m used to the police showing up and having to arrange for a ride home. You’ll find THOSE stories in the book I’ll publish once Mother is at peace. Sure it gets lonely at times. I sometimes get jealous seeing a couple together laughing and having a good time. I find it ironic that I finally have become a person that has something to offer yet here I am alone. That’s usually when a moment of levity happens. I’ll call a buddy to come over and watch the Browns game and he’ll say he would but he promised his wife he’d put up the Christmas lights before taking her to the apple farm. That’s when I pause, take it all in and exhale. It’s the end of 2020. Truly the perfect time to be alone. 🦾🦾🦾

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