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Years ago, when I was still doing morning radio, I made the observation that where you sat on the bus when you are going to school is pretty indicative of where you will go in life. There’s a lot of pressure going through the mind of a child when they get on the bus and stake out their territory. It’s not as bad if you are towards the beginning of the route because you can play it safe and sit in the middle but if you are towards the end of the route you don’t have as many options. Lord help the child that is forced to walk towards the back of the bus. This is where pure evil reigns.

Everyone knows that if you want to have a cigarette or your nose broken then you venture towards the back of the bus. Nothing good happens at the back of the bus. This is the Compton of school transportation. If this was real life the only way to insure personal safety is to obtain your concealed carry permit. These beasts in the back of the bus smoke their parents Lucky Strikes and run with scissors. They fear nothing. Your existence is nothing but a punching bag to those that reside in the back of the bus. Twenty years later these children will be bouncers at nightclubs and strippers that hang upside down on a brass pole. The criminals of tomorrow reside in the back of school buses today.

Let’s address the front of the bus. This is the destination for future Conservatives. It also is a great location for those in marching band or the orchestra. If you took your violin home to practice Handel’s Messiah the last thing you want to do is take that instrument towards the back of the bus. The nineteen year old eighth grade burnout in the back seat will whittle that thing down into a water bong before ya blink. The front of the bus is also a great place to sit if you are not able to climb the rope in gym class but that’s another story for a different day.

So what happens if you are the parents of a kid that looks like the picture above? I have to be honest with you: Putting this child on a bus is putting his personal safety at risk. Even the kid with the bad skin and viola case wants to kick his ass. You love your child, You want them to be safe. You must to the right thing as a parent and DRIVE them to school. They may get a wedgie or two in the school bathroom from the nineteen year old eighth grader but they will graduate college in three years. These are the future CEO’s and Wall Street Brokers. Today’s nerd is tomorrow’s millionaire. He gets the last laugh when he shows up at the class reunion driving a Lamborghini and a Instagram model on his arm. 2020 has been a taxing and trying year. The future is filled with questions and doubt. In 2021 do the right thing for your child. Do the right thing for the future of America. Drive your kid to school!!

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Joe Biden stepped out of his shower and over his dog and out of the basement yesterday to ask America to wear a mask during his first one hundred days in office. I’m sorry. Who are you again?? Are you the same ass munch that called Trump supporters “CHUMPS” on October 26, 2020? Now you care about me?? Now you want to be my friend?? I’m sorry but you didn’t say “Foo-chi Sez.” 🤣🤣🤣

This is the eight hundred pound gorilla in the room that the stupid media has not addressed for some reason; There are 74 million Americans that do NOT trust Sleepy Foot and Camel Toe. We want NOTHING to do with these people. Just because Sleepy Foot rings the bell doesn’t mean us free thinkers are gonna bark for a Scooby-Snack. I’m not saying that The Chinese Virus does not exist. I lost a fifty-two year old friend on Thanksgiving morning. A thirty-year old friend got The Chinese Virus and was in ICU in Florida but has since been discharged. The virus exists. I’m not convinced we really know what it is. Dr. Foo-chi has changed his mind numerous times. CDC and WHO have flip-flopped as well. How does Sleepy Foot think that we all will agree to wear a mask for a hundred days???

There is a limit as to what you can take from me and I think many Patriots share this feeling. NO ONE SHALL TAKE MY FREE WILL!!! A mandate, a curfew or a suggestion is NOT a law. You will NOT be able to legally enforce it. I don’t have a need to be outside or around the public. This is a luxury the majority of Patriots do not have. The left has taken enough and they are coming for more. They aren’t even trying to hide it. Don’t get me wrong. I hate seeing people suffer and die alone but it insults me beyond the depth of my soul for those that use “fear” to evoke the sacrifice of free will. We all will be forced to make a decision within the next few months if we ant to receive the vaccine for The Chinese Virus. Make sure that is YOUR decision. It is much better to die on your feet than it would be to live on your knees.

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I grew up in Strongsville, Ohio. At the end of my street, about four hundred feet from my driveway, there was a Sohio gas station. In 1977 I started to hang out there. Times at the gas station were much different back then. You would pull up to the pump, a bell rings inside and the “gas station guy” would come out and fill up your tank. When no one was wanting gas the “gas station guy” would work on a car that was in need of service in the garage. I was thirteen. I thought this type of atmosphere was great. I soon discovered the evils that permeated the gas station.

They had a cigarette machine. I had a bunch of quarters in my piggy bank so I started buying packs of Vantage. I didn’t know ya had to inhale so I could have experienced the same thing by just being inside aa burning building. They had stacks of porn. I thought it was cool but in hindsight it’s a bit disturbing to imagine a man in his twenties passing the time at his job by reading Penthouse forum. They had weed. That’s right. Smoked a joint before I ever tasted alcohol. Thirty-eight bucks for an ounce of Columbian Gold. At this point in my life I sincerely thought I landed on Fantasy Island.

Mom put a stop to me going to the gas station when she caught me with some H-100’s. H-100’s are equal to a quarter stick of dynamite. I bought a gross of them for forty bucks at where else????? The gas station!!! For FUN us kids would go into the woods and put H-100’s in freaking trees and we would just laugh as a ten year old maple eviserated into a pile of mulch. Who needs a video game when you can enjoy the great outdoors while blowing shit up?? Gas stations sure are different today. You can get a freaking latte’, some lottery tickets, a ham sandwich and a snow brush except you pump your own gas. They now refer to this place as a “convenience store.” I will always remember what it used to be before it went through rehab. It was the portal to temptation. It was and always will be…..the GAS STATION!!!!

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It’s been an odd year. That may be the greatest understatement of all time. We are being told by government officials and scientists to not gather in large groups this Thanksgiving because of the ongoing pandemic of Covid 19. I moved back to the Cleveland area over two years ago to be near my family but I have spent MANY Thanksgivings alone when I was in the wild and wacky world of morning radio and it’s really not that bad.

You don’t have to shower and it isn’t necessary to wear pants. Think about some of your greatest memories. If all of these memories happened while you were wearing pants….then you are NOT enjoying life the way it was meant to be. Life gets to be fun when you remove your pants.

No one kicks you under the table because you are drinking too much wine and all the booze in the kitchen belongs to YOU! There is nothing more frustrating than watching a fat ass relative opening the $100 bottle of Dead Arm wine you brought and drinking it out of a plastic cup.

Best of all…..you can pass out on the recliner any time ya want. I can’t tell ya the number of times I ate shitty, dry turkey that I washed down with a generous amount of wine in the box and ended up snoring and drooling on a stranger’s couch only to get shaken back to reality by a slap on my head from a female friend. I’m not gonna miss that freakshow! There is no reason to social distance when you are thankful for being alone. Take you pants off and have some fun!! Happy Thanksgiving 2020!!! 🦾🦾🦾

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I’m fifty-six years old. I’m just sitting back and watching the shit show that is 2020. I actually feel that I am very blessed to be in the position that I am currently in during this tumultuous time. It’s because I really don’t give a shit what people think about me anymore. It’s a wonderful feeling to be in this position. Please don’t think for one moment that I have stopped caring. That is far from the truth. I am at a point in my life where I have looked “behind the curtain” an am confident I figured out what is important in life.

I wasted a lot of time in my career focusing on what others thought of me. I compromised my beliefs in order to be that “team player.” If I truly had confidence in myself I would have followed my instincts. Don’t get me wrong; telling people what they want to hear has it’s benefits. You climb the corporate ladder quickly and are rewarded financially but you have sacrificed your integrity and you will never be happy.

Eventually the sacrifice of your integrity becomes too much to handle. You enjoy the two hundred dollar Friday night dinners and the one-hundred and fifty dollar jeans you purchase impulsively but something is missing in your life that cannot be filled financially. You don’t feel complete. You feel like a cartoon character that is on stage in the theatrics of life. I enjoyed my time in the world of radio when it was relevant but I was really playing a character. I wasn’t totally open and honest with myself so how could I expect to be open and honest with others? I had great parents. They raised me well. I needed to reexamine the basics. What did they stress that I missed out on?

It didn’t take me long to figure it out. It was “honesty.” I am not alone in this mistake. A lot of us make it in our journey in life. Being honest is not easy. People will not like what you have to say. People like to be assured. They do not like to be challenged. Do NOT make the mistake that I made. Get used to being honest from the beginning and not telling people what they want to hear. It will not be easy but you will eventually build respect and integrity. Funny thing about always telling the truth is you never have to think back to try and remember what ya said. Thank you for your time and for sharing with others. 🦾🦾🦾

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I’m not a doctor. I actually failed tenth grade Chemistry. Our teacher was named Fen Lewis and I couldn’t understand a damn thing she was saying. Because of our lack of connection through the English language I almost blew up Strongsville High School trying to learn about fractional crystallization. That’s a story for a different time as some people want you to believe that we all need to wear a mask, stay in our house and never go to church again. I’m not saying that there isn’t a Chinese Plague but we all need to use something that can’t be taught in a classroom or from a book; it’s called common sense.

I live in Willoughby, Ohio which is twenty miles east of downtown Cleveland. On Thursday our Governor will decide if he will close bars, restaurants and gyms. Bars are currently open but they must have last call by 10PM and be empty by 11PM. The Plague continues to rise in our state and Governor Harry Potter thinks the lockdown of bars, restaurants and gyms will stop it. Here’s where common sense should come in but it doesn’t since the Governor doesn’t have any. The bars, restaurant workers and owners I know have been abiding by the rules. They have invested thousands of dollars on cleaning supplies and team members that do NOTHING except focus on keeping their location sanitized and spotless. I’m in a high risk group and I feel safer there more than I do at the grocery store or at Walgreens getting my prescription filled. I actually think closing the bars early is the WORST thing you can do.

People love to socialize. People do not like to be told what to do. If you are standing in a bar in Ohio you must wear a mask. When you sit down you can remove it. Evidently scientists have determined the virus will not attack anyone in a chair. Perhaps we should make it mandatory to carry around a bar stool? Just because you give last call at 10PM it doesn’t mean the party is over. House parties are booming and no one is wearing a face mask while they slam dance to hair bands in someone’s basement at an after hours party that starts at 10:30 PM. You can’t control what happens in the privacy of someone’s home so why not keep them outside in a controlled environment? The conditions at any bar or restaurant right now are much better than the bacteria that can found growing in the kitchen sink of neighbor Nick’s after party that looks like a petri dish. We can make sure people are social distancing and still keep the local economy going. Isn’t it time to stop punishing those that are NOT breaking the laws? Like I said at the beginning of this blog….I’m not a scientist…..but I DO have common sense.

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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.

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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.

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Let’s just review some of the things that have happened since the beginning of the year 2020.  Put on a mask.  Stay at home.  Stay six feet apart.  Close down the country.  Call “criminals” “protesters.”  Get people used to virus testing.  Change rules over night.  Allow people to tear down statues and deface government property.  Prosecute citizens for practicing their Constitutional rights.  Apologize for history.  Set up check-points.  Let citizens have a taste of what it is like to depend on the country for capital.  Eliminate small businesses through a financial crunch.  Shut down religious gatherings.  It’s not even the middle of August and all of the aforementioned has already happened.

I fear that in many ways it is already too late.  I’m fifty-six years old and am clearly playing the back nine in life.  I don’t wanna be bothered.  I wanna be left alone.  I have a few things left on my list in life.  Number one is getting my eighty year old mother out of Florida and back here in Cleveland with family.  I never used to think that way.  I used to sneak out of the house as a kid just to get away from her.  Funny what happens when you get older and seek wisdom.

I thought I made the correct decision in choosing Willoughby, Ohio as my final destination.  I was wrong.  Corruption and deceit is alive and well here in this small town.  Is it everywhere and we never noticed?  Where should you look for it first?  Is it already too late??  I wish I had the answers because I clearly missed the first round of questions.