The re-opening of America has begun. Fifty states….fifty governors…..fifty different ideas. Some states will not be open until the end of June. Some people wear masks. Some people don’t. We are not United….we have become the Divided States of America.
I’m gonna be fifty-six in a few weeks. My habits and opinions have been formed and they are not gonna change. I am in a high risk group and I don’t want to wear a mask. I don’t like one way aisles in the grocery store. I am anti-social by nature but I will never get used to social distancing. I’m in my basement and I don’t really want to be a part of the world that awaits me outside of my home.
Sports have been cancelled. The NFL season is in jeopardy. There are rumors that the games will be played in empty stadiums. I don’t want that. I want the way it used to be. I want it to be familiar to me. I don’t want to adapt to the “new rules” and I won’t. Some people will have a problem with what I say but a funny thing happened while I was getting older—suddenly we all don’t give a shit. It’s refreshing. All of a sudden you don’t have to keep track of all the lies you told to protect someone’s feelings.
I think this restart is gonna be a disaster. No one is even close to being on the same page and everyone changes what they believe or what they want enforced on a daily basis. I’m not sure what the future will bring so I am going back to what I know. I am going back to what got me through fifty-five years on this earth. I’m going back to the way I lived life in 2019. Be safe friends.
We have started to reopen the country and of course it’s a mess. We begin with why Mother’s Day is so important! 💘💘💘 Danny tells another radio story: What it’s like to spend two hours at a car place with the station van, bumper stickers and cold pizza. MASK OR NO MASK? THAT is causing problems nationwide. 🦾🦾🦾 $1,000 for not wearing a mask in this state??? A middle aged Mom in Dallas is thrown in jail for opening her salon to feed her kids. ⚡⚡⚡ MURDER HORNETS and MORE!!!!
I ventured from the house on Friday night for a fire with friends. Tune in just to hear this wonderful story. ⚡⚡⚡ Did Trump REALLY say to inject bleach? AOC does not want anyone to go back to work. Who the hell is Fat Joe and why is this guy famous? Dennis Miller sounds off on Nancy Pelosi….what’s the medical marajuana situation like here in Cleveland…..Browns made a first round pick in the draft and a lot more!!
It’s Friday….April the 3, 2020 and things are changing at a rapid pace. 🔥🔥🔥. Why aren’t we more pissed at China? Dr. Fauci has changed the death prognosis. More proof the government is lying to us. 🦾🦾🦾 Now we have to wear masks when we were told they didn’t matter??? What the hell is going on??? Be part of the solution and listen!! 😎😎😎
Danny has had it with the media and let’s them have it for creating a paranoia firestorm. 🔥🔥🔥 A former Florida mayor is caught in a hotel room in Miami with a gay hooker and meth. 💊💊💊 Danny shares an after hours party at his house where a guest went code blue and more!!!!!⚡⚡⚡
If you listen you will understand why Danny has been a dominant radio personality in EVERY market he has worked in. It’s not politically correct. It’s the way it should be. It’s the truth!! 🦾🦾🦾 More HOA horror stories. Al Gore and AOC are liars and Danny tells ya why. 😖😖😖The latest on the Senate Impeachment Hearings and more!!! ⚡⚡⚡
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!
DANNYLAND!! The podcast of Danny Czekalinski is being produced now. Watch this sites for the date of the launch!! 👊👊👊
As I write this it is the afternoon of Christmas Eve. As a kid I loved this day. Every Christmas Eve Mom, Dad and myself would go to to the Czekalinski home in Parma, Ohio. It was always a lot of fun filled with Polish and Catholic tradition. We would eat downstairs. It was a “poor man’s meal.” Sole was the fish. We ate on a huge table that was covered by a table cloth and underneath was a complete bale of straw spread out evenly. At the end of the meal everyone reaches under the table cloth and pulls out a piece of straw. If you had one with a lot of flowers on it, legend had it that you would enjoy the upcoming New Year. Grandpa and Uncle Ralph now had a few glasses of wine in them and they started singing Christmas songs in Polish My Aunt and Grandma just rolled their eyes and my Dad just shook his head and laughed. Now it was time to go upstairs and open gifts!!!! Finally….what Christmas is all about.
I was an only child and the first grandchild. I was showered with gifts and it was never enough. Surely there has to be MORE???? Well I was right with one exception. It wouldn’t be found in a box with a bow on it. Life moves fast my friends. Life is always changing. Mom and Dad got divorced when I was thirteen. People took sides. There was no more Christmas Eve at the Czekalinski’s. Grandpa got cancer after that. He suffered a lot and eventually died. I grew to HATE Christmas. It reminded me of how happy I used to be. In my adult life I continued to look for that feeling I had every Christmas Eve. I would just throw “money” at a bunch of gifts for people thinking that would at least bring THEM happiness. I continued to be miserable.
I’m a Christian. Make fun of me if ya want. If you knew me, there are MANY things about me that you can ridicule. I really don’t care. Christmas is the birthday of a man that died for us so that we may experience eternal life. I won’t bang the bible. Anyone can do that. It’s subjective. You can pick and choose a quote to support any cause. Try this. Look around. Nature is kind of a cool place. Where did it all begin? Some will say “The Big Bang Theory.” Okay….I’ll give ya that. Who made the big bang?
I’m just seeing this now. I’m fifty-five years old and lived my life a hundred miles an hour with my hair on fire. I have no idea why I am alive. I was in a coma for five days in September of 2015 because I was doing bad things to numb myself. This isn’t about me. I only put myself into this story to show you it is never too late. Christmas is the birthday of Jesus. Jesus is not flash. Jesus is all about faith. What you do with my story is up to you. Thanks for reading. Merry Christmas.
Role models. When I hear people complain that sports stars and celebrities OWE their fans to be a good role model I cringe. Sports stars and celebrities live in a privileged word that is not conducive to the real world 99% of us live in.
Justin Bieber is simply a spoiled brat that is in need of a good spanking. I would want to go backstage just to put this punk over my knee and hit him with my mother’s wooden spoon. We are to blame, as a society, for creating this monster. Justin Bieber (for whatever reason) is a pop star. That’s where it should end. He shouldn’t be expected to exemplify good morals and good behavior. He shouldn’t be considered a “peer” among your teenage kids. The only “role model” a child should have is their parents. That’s the responsibility you signed up for when you decided to bring a life into this crazy world.
Justin Bieber expects to be treated differently. He expects you to “kiss the ring.” He illustrates his gratitude of becoming a multi-millionaire through teenage concert ticket sales by spitting on his fans from a hotel terrace. I shouldn’t just single out Justin Bieber for the list of pop culture vermin is long and plentiful. Kim Kardashian became a star because a video tape of Ray J putting his tool in her “no-go hole” went viral. I’m sorry but if that is what it takes to be a “star” I will pass on the initiation.
I am amazed by those that follow and revere any of the “Real Housewives.” If ya wanna laugh at them and their sorry existence I can understand that but to praise them and fuel their gold digging mentality really is a sad comment of your own existence. Let’s call these women what they truly are “Pretentious whores of _________ county” Would you let your child be baby sat by one of these botox injected skanks? Probably not.
I think we all were at one time a “know it all” teenager that was embarrassed to be seen in public with our parents. I also remember something my late father told me in the basement of our home in Strongsville, Ohio: “You will eventually realize that your mother and father will be the best friends you will ever have.”
Dad…you were right. I’m just glad you passed before I had to attempt to explain Honey Boo-Boo.