Change Happens

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Life is change.

You can go with the flow willingly or be dragged along by the rip current. 

You might have an opportunity to hang out for a while  in a quiet backwater but eventually the water rises and your quiet backwater disappears sweeping you out into the current. – WWDucat 2015


That may be what’s happening right now. I’m trying to maintain a positive attitude, but it’s getting tougher all the time.

Obviously, since the other half is now partially unemployed, I’ve throttled up even more on the job search. You’d think with over 40 open applications, I’d be getting some responses. You’d be wrong. I am getting some responses but folks aren’t lining up or knocking my door down.

Something has to break sometime soon, otherwise… everything I’ve worked to achieve, gets sucked into a blackhole.

I find myself wondering if that wouldn’t be a good thing.

Travel fast, travel light, with just a few things to help me keep my sanity.

Might not be a bad change, but all change is scary to one extent or another.

And the hits just keep coming…

Church burning

The other half was just notified that their employment at one of the religious venues is terminated. This was a shot out of left field, and came with no warning.  I get the feeling this is nothing more than petty politics, unfortunately the other half ran slightly afoul of a female minister and that’s pretty much the end of it. Kiss 1/2 of our current income goodbye.

Greaaaatttt!

Having been persecuted, and abused time and again by women in power since I was 18, I recognize all too well the familiar pattern. You do your job, you’re honest, and never intentionally mean to do anything wrong. You make normal mistakes once in a while and nothing is said. Then one day you’re on the shit list and you have no idea why.

The hostility grows and grows and you chalk it up to perhaps the woman having some family problems, the same as you would if it was a guy. Equality and all that bullshit, and it is bullshit because of what happens next. 

Church Lady

Then your female boss is pissed off all the time at you… but you don’t know why, because you’re supposed to know what you’ve done wrong psychically and you’re supposed to be held accountable for some misdeed from 6 or 8 months back that you’ve forgotten and she’s held onto.

The last year of my employment at a government contractor was absolute HELL due to a nasty fucking co-worker who was in the habit of screaming at me for no apparent reason.

The day she walked out the door she finally told me what I’d done to piss her off. You know what it was?

My house burnt to the fucking ground, and I was off my game for about 4 months while I tried to put my life back together, for me this was a devastating event.

I was happy that each day a bit more of my life fell back into place. But there is no stress like that of building a house. That stress increases exponentially when your contractor is ripping you off for thousands, and you’ve got a 90 mile commute through LA to a job where lay-offs were imminent but every day is like fucking Russian Roulette.

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But my “weakness” was unacceptable, I didn’t bounce back fast enough to meet her expectations.  She tried to apologize, saying she didn’t know what it was like to have your life fall apart around you, until she and her husband split up. I didn’t buy her apology or explanation, I think she was just cruel, mean, and bitchy, because she knew she could get away with it. She was an Asian Woman and I was after all, only a white male.

She was right too, all of HR was women. Who are they going to believe? The minority woman, or the mean white guy reporting a hostile workplace?

Duhhhhh…

pattern

Anyhow, I saw the pattern developing with the other half’s interactions with the pastors. I never trusted them, because they weren’t very pastoral. In fact they were cliquey. Almost eight months ago, I warned the other half to tread lightly, there was an ill wind blowing. I thought my warning had gone unheeded. 

Apparently not. The other half has saved all the emails, documented the time spent on church projects and done what I think is a fine job of ass covering. The question now is, Is anything actionable?  Also to the other half’s credit the “Severance letter” had some kind of gag order and other constraints built in. SO the letter went directly to our attorney for evaluation UNSIGNED.

Apparently the minister tried to force the issue, and my other half said, “No I’m not in a proper state of mind to be signing legal documents right now, I’ll review the document and make a decision about the terms you’re demanding then agree or not within a day or so.

The pseudo-religious place is maintaining a co-pastor, and yet they’re claiming they have financial stresses due to a declining congregation. So WHY do you need TWO pastors? Surely, the pastoral job can’t be that arduous. After all, with a declining congregation, the work load should be less shouldn’t it? 

BoringSermons

The real problem with the declining congregation is that both the pastors are so boring that they  create lecture hall hell.

They’re not engaged in their own sermons, they’re parroting the words, but those words have little meaning to either woman personally. And of course, rather than looking at themselves they’re looking outward and blaming other factors.

Basically they just wiped the music program out. Ironically, it may be the music program that was keeping a number of people in the congregation. I think there will be quite a few checks missing from the Oct and Nov pledges.

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Typical management fuck-up. How many companies cut the meat before they cut the fat? Software development companies always cut testing, then bitch because quality goes down.

Then they cut programming, and bitch because products are late. Then revenue drops because the product is always late and is of poor quality, the managers start climbing into their golden parachutes and bailing out.

Then the company folds leaving the workers trying to keep it together holding the bag with shitty unemployment benefits.

Meanwhile the managers who caused the problem in the first place land like locusts on the next unsuspecting company with 100K + bonus checks and the process starts all over again.

DeadlyBoring

As it turns out, religious organizations do the same thing. Who Knew?

You can equate the music, fellowship (Community involvement), and sermons to products. A congregation with two of the three can survive and possibly grow even if all three “products” are mediocre.

Bad or boring sermons are the price you pay to hear good music, be able to participate in choir, or the weekly potluck to feel connected to the community. Likewise bad music can be compensated for by good sermons and community. You can mix and match with the same results.

But you remove one of the elements and now you’re teetering. You better have an awesome game in the other two areas. (Helpful hint, you can’t build fellowship on hurt feelings. In this case there will be folks who are hurt because they’ve had something they enjoyed taken away from them. The 20 members of the Choir for example.

NewChoir

My other half spent the past 14 years or so building the music program but it’s not stand alone, you’ve gotta have a music person in charge.

I mean someone who really knows music inside and out, a professional.  Not someone who can read music and make the pipe organ wheeze out Amazing Grace. In this case, my other half played at least three different instruments, directed two choirs, and a handbell group.

That’s gone now, right before the holidays, and not all the congregation has been informed.  I’m thinking the first couple of Sunday services after the formal announcement will be very interesting.

I suspect the Pastor will try to spin it as my other half leaving to go to a better opportunity.

That is a bald faced lie! Isn’t there some commandment about lying? My other half didn’t quit. This is a termination plain and simple.

FSM

In fact the letter that went to the attorney makes some noise about resignation. Then to add insult to injury they wanted to have a party to say thank you for all the years of service. WTF? Really? 

Once again the hypocrisy of organized religion rears it’s ugly face. These pastors aren’t about turning the other cheek, forgiveness, or the ten commandments. I don’t know what they do stand for, but DAMN!

It’s people like these, that made me give all churches wide berth. 


20 years ago I was constrained when a corrupt, porno-surfing, affair having, scumbag, break-away Episcopal priest screwed my other half. At the time my other half was about honor and not wanting to punish the congregation for the sins of a shitty priest.

THIS TIME, I’m not being constrained, and I also have plenty of time to represent my other half’s interests.  Unlike last time, we will sue if we have grounds. This time around, I’ll see to it we will show no mercy, no quarter will be given, and we will have our due.

I’m so tired of being nice and getting continuously screwed over. Because somehow being nice equates to being a soft target these days.

Stay tuned for the continuing saga if you’re interested, you’ll be able to zero in on these posts using the tags & categories.

Just play the movie!

DVD

I’m impatient. 

I put the disk in the machine and expect to be able to walk into the kitchen to fix a plate for diner.

But instead, what happens is the player starts asking questions. I answer them and turn back to the kitchen.

Then the player starts playing previews from other films. I press menu, trying to get to the point where I can tell the movie to start, the player tells me that’s not allowed.

I press the other menu button. player says that’s not allowed.

MP3

GRRRRRR!!!!!!

Just PLAY THE DAMN MOVIE!!!!

Hoisted by my own technological petard. 

Previews finish…

CompactDisc

Now I can press Play to start the movie, Nope! Now I have to select the language. Opps! selected the wrong one. No, No, No, NOOOOOOOO!

Player won’t respond to commands 

But I don’t know Portuguese! 

Power down the unit power it back up and start over.

Vinyl

By the time the reboot, re-selection, and trying to get to the next level… 

I’ve lost interest in watching the movie.

I pull a new album up on the ipad.

There is an update to this albums encoding. Please wait… 

Just play the album!!!!!  

I swear, I’m going to go back to Vinyl!

GRRRRRRR!!!!

A pretty good day

Preventative Dental

As is well documented, I hate medical crap.

So for yesterday to have been a pretty good day even though I was doing medical crap is a testiment to one of two  things. Either I really needed to get the hell out of the house, OR the medical stuff wasn’t that bad.

It’s a combination of both. 

I was really going stir crazy and it was only a dental appointment and an eye thing.

Since I can’t say enough good things about the dentist and I mean that, The staff and Docs at Winning Smiles are absolute winners. I can’t believe how comfortable I feel when I’m there. I’m actually considering having some restorative stuff done. (You have to understand, I absolutely HATE having someone working on my mouth.) My comfort is a major difference from all but one other dentist I’ve been to in the past.  So if you’re in the Fontana area, and need a dentist go to Winning Smiles. 

CarWash

The eye thing was routine. Not unpleasant, but still, kind of a pain.

I should have scheduled a bunch of other exams on the same day. You know, have the medics check me out stem to stern. On the other hand maybe only two things on the same day is a better idea.

Between appointments I got to be out and about and watch people, enjoy coffee, and even made it to an Apple store. The freeway was open, traffic was mostly light and it felt just darn good to be away from the house.

I guess I was having a case of cabin fever. The only hiccup was good and bad. Turns out the credit card I wanted to use to pay for the dental thing was deactivated.

I thought it odd that I hadn’t received a chipped card but then read that the rollout of those cards was delayed in some cases so “meh”, I went on with my life.  When the card wasn’t accepted I called and asked what was going on. That’s when I found out the bank sent the chipped version of the card back in April, UH OH!

CarWash2 One for the ladies

A quick check of activity revealed there’d been nothing unauthorized but for the sake of security I killed the old number and ordered a new card. Thank goodness the dental thing wasn’t anything other than routine and therefore relatively inexpensive. Yeah, it wasn’t the way I’d planned to do things but so what? It was actually kind of nice to “roll with the punches” and not be cranky about it.

I even remembered that I had a free car wash because of a good deed I’d done months ago. Popped in to the wash and popped out and all was right with my world, and my nice clean car! 

The only slightly annoying portion of the day was the Middle Eastern woman who appeared to be trying to cause someone to rear end her. I don’t know if it was intentional or if her driving was really that horrible. Either way, she ended up in my rear view mirror and out of my life. 

MiddleEasternWoman

I’m probably going to hell for thinking, “That’s why your men don’t let you drive in your own countries. Camels are expensive to repair.

Yeah, racist and sexist all in one go. So sue me.

Heading into the weekend, I hope your world is peaceful.

Reality, is it real?

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Many religious philosophies suggest that our reality is greatly influenced by the world around us and that we, in turn create the reality of the world. Almost universally these beliefs say the positive or negative elements we’re exposed to, become part of us and we in turn reflect and amplify those elements to all around us.

It’s always sounded a bit “Chicken or Egg” to me, and I was willing to ascribe the concept to whichever quaint religion was preaching it. I’d dismiss the idea with an appropriate level of condescension.

As I’ve been reading “self help” books, (I KNOW! Many of these books are nothing more than literary snake-oil) in an attempt to get a handle on my future, I’ve run across the same philosophical underpinning again and again. Except this time, those philosophies are coming from more scientific venues. Ok, psychologists, and neuroscientists, If you’re more of a “Sheldon” in your beliefs, you still think of that as hokum too.

Nonetheless, this has given me pause.

In many cases in my life I’ve chosen to believe and accept as true, information about “we humans” from ancient cultures. (Within Reason) I believe that wisdom is wisdom regardless of it’s source and that we shouldn’t have to re-invent the wheel every 200 years or so, even though it seems we do.

So it occurs to me that I’m inconsistent and perhaps have been discarding valuable information in a biased way because it came from a religion.

Someone once said to me “Perception is reality,” I’d have accepted that as a truth except that perception was not reality when it was inconvenient to that person.

Adam Savage

Still let’s look at that phrase. If perception is reality then reality is in fact just your perception of events or stimuli. Believe me, that phrase takes pages and pages of psychobabble and puts it into a single packet. I just saved you a ton of very tedious reading.

We know that at least part of this statement is completely true. When we touch something we feel that it’s real through tactile sensors in our hands. 

What if being happy or angry is really nothing more than the way we choose to process it? Doesn’t that open a whole new world of possibilities, and wouldn’t that be worth at least some investigation? 

So how do you test the premise?

The primary thing seem to be filtering your input and controlling how you process negative input. 

As Adam Savage humorously said on Myth Busters “I reject your reality and substitute my own.” Turns out if you want to be a happier person there might be a lot of truth in his humorous quip.

This is of course not to say that you need to lobotomize yourself. But suggests that you make damn sure your don’t internalize or dwell on the barrage of negative things happening in the world.


OccupyHippieMeme

After all we don’t all want to be poster children for stupidity as the Occupy Hippie Meme girl has become.

I feel sorry for this girl. I’m guessing that by now, she’s cut her hair, changed her style, dumped the glasses, is wearing Channel suits, and working for a defense contractor somewhere. I really do wish her well and hope that in time she fades from our collective memory to be replaced by someone more deserving of the national ire. I will say this, as a meme, she’s had staying power.

It’s gotta be tough being the face of a generation and being used time and again to represent irrational thinking.


For me this means avoiding the news completely. Right now, I can’t say I’m going to watch just one news broadcast or read GoogleNews for just a few minutes.

I get pissed, then I want to understand an event.

Palmyra being blown up by ISIS for example, pisses me off to no end.  I’d like to see ISIS carpet bombed with Nukes every time I read about another building being destroyed in the name of their hate. The existence of those buildings and artifacts didn’t harm or mean jack shit to ISIS. The could have ignored the city and moved on.

Which is exactly what I should do, instead of getting angry about it and reading all the articles I can find, then getting angrier. I need to acknowledge that it happened, there’s nothing I can do about it and move the hell on. I need to learn how to not take the actions of others so personally. 

Someone once told me that when I get angry, sad, or depressed, about stuff that other people do I’m giving those people, (In most cases, people I don’t even like) power over me. He went on to say, subconsciously my brain knows this, and responds by getting angry over the loss of control. But if I could be really honest with myself, acknowledging that I couldn’t change whatever happened, not take it personally, and not give strangers or others the power in the first place, I’d be a lot happier.

Ouroboros

I didn’t understand it then. I figured it was all a bunch of hokum psychobabble. I’m not completely sure I understand it now, but I’m willing to reconsider the issue.

In my reading, I stumbled across another philosophy which suggests that anger, depression, and bitterness are nothing more than distractions from your greater potential. (Not sure I buy that, in the lofty sense they presented it.) I am willing to buy into these feelings distracting me personally from my goals.

I’m equally willing to accept that not achieving my goals feeds these negative emotions because I berate myself for “Failing”.  And there it is again, Negative emotions feeding negative emotions.  How do you kill an ouroboros?

It’s always been easy for me to be negative. As I’ve become less young, it’s become a lot easier to feel that the world is against me and rail against circumstances over which I have zero control and then feel angry for having been upset about it in the first place.

It’s completely non-productive, I understand this, but it’s too easy for me to do.

WIndandtheLion

Raisuli: To Theodore Roosevelt – you are like the Wind and I like the Lion. You form the Tempest. The sand stings my eyes and the Ground is parched. I roar in defiance but you do not hear. But between us there is a difference. I, like the lion, must remain in my place. While you like the wind will never know yours. – Mulay Hamid El Raisuli, Lord of the Riff, Sultan to the Berbers, Last of the Barbary Pirates.

While considering this whole mess, I was reminded of the quote above.  It’s from a movie, The Wind and the Lion, not to be confused with The Lion in Winter, another good film.

There is so much in this world that is out of my control. I need to take a step back, focus on my reality and leave the negativity of others behind.

I need to find and lay claim to my place…