I’m going to say what must never be said.

Tyler robinson mugshot 640x480.22 year old Tyler Robinson is in custody. Given that his father turned him in, it’s likely, but not yet proven in a court of law, that he murdered Charlie Kirk.

So at this point he’s the Alleged Assassin.

This we’re all pretty much aware of if you’ve seen the news. Nothing new.

Buckle up buttercups!

This young man deluded or insane as he may be, is clearly part of the left. The bullet casings appear to echo the leftist, ANTIFA, BLM, Glad, HRC, rhetorical talking points.

SO I ask, “Where are these organizations?

Why aren’t they protesting and rioting demanding his release, he is after all one of their own. 

Where are AOC, Kamala Harris, Ilhan Omar, Aryana Presley, Rashida Talib, Jasmine Crocket, Adam Schiff, Bernie Sanders, Alex Padilla, Cory Booker, Elizabeth Warren Whoopie Goldberg, Joy Reid, Joy Behar, Stephen King, Van Jones, Maxine Waters, or any of the rest of the leftist mouthpieces?

How many times have they said they’ll pay bail to get one of theirs out of jail?

How many times have they stood on a podium loudly declaring that President Trump and all who voted for him or supported him are fascists, homophobes, transphobes, Islamophobes, dictators, oppressors, Nazis, authoritarians, White Supremacists, misogynists, rapists, or existential threats to democracy.

Has anyone set up a go fund me for this kid? People did exactly that for Decarlos Brown Jr. even though he admitted “I got that white girl” as he left the train.

Kamala Harris is a lawyer. Why hasn’t she stepped up to be the kid’s defense attorney?

Oh, right… he’s a white kid; of no consequence.

I don’t want to hear another fucking word about Race, White Privilege, or any of the rest of the spewing sewage talking points the left loves to parrot.

Attend me, all you white progressive liberal leftists, young or old. You cannot count on any of your supporting organizations or heroic leaders when the shit hits the fan. If you’re white, you stand alone to face the full weight of justice. There will be no protests for your freedom. There will be no leftist attorney riding in on a white horse to save you.

You’ll be utterly alone.

Why? Because you’ve all been used. You’re disposable useful idiots sowing chaos for people who will never know your name and don’t care to.

Guess what? The color of your skin does in fact determine whether the financial backers of the organizations you support will lift a shit covered finger to help you.

What Tyler Robinson did was wrong on so many levels words fail me. 

That being said, he was nothing more than a weapon. He was assembled, loaded, and pointed in the direction of any convenient target.

He could just as easily chosen to fire a weapon at JD Vance, Trump, Trump Jr., Rand Paul, Joe Rogan, Pete Hegseth, JK Rowling, or literally anyone holding a speaking engagement anywhere.

The idiots in congress have all said the political rhetoric should be toned down. 

It’s too late.

They’ve spent at least a decade, maybe more telling their followers, “Make these nazis afraid, don’t let them eat in peace, scream at them in restaurants and public places, make their lives miserable, make them suffer, it’s okay to peacefully burn down a business, or trash someone’s Tesla, It’s all fine because violence will make them listen and we’ll pay your bail.

These people and organizations have created thousands of “human weapons” and left them distributed throughout the population while at the same time demonizing law abiding citizens who own guns.

Now they’re saying we need gun control and to turn down the rhetoric, saying it comes from both sides.

I reject their claims.

As angry as I am about the senseless murder of Charlie Kirk, as sorry as I feel for his family, as much as I’d like to see this kid absolutely crucified for his crime.

There’s a part of me, the better angel in me, that feels very sorry for him too. I believe his was manipulated by propaganda, never taught to question what he was being told, and never taught to think for himself.

I lay the blame for his beliefs squarely at the feet of the Democrat party, progressive liberal leftists, and even the educational system that he no doubt was a student in.

My sorrow for him, is that his life is now wasted, thrown away, at the altar of lies.

None of that mitigates that he picked up the gun, he scratched his ideological beliefs on the shell casings, he laid on that roof, took aim at another living breathing human being, and squeezed the trigger.

He’ll pay the price for his crime. But none of the precursor organizations or people will. They got what they wanted. They will get away scot free. Worse yet, they’ll do it all over again. 

I hope he gets a competent attorney and that it doesn’t bankrupt his family. I hope he comes to understand that he didn’t just destroy one family, the family of his perceived enemy… But that he destroyed his future and own family too.

They’ll always be “The family of that kid that killed Charlie Kirk.”

I also hope other kids who share his ideology watch very closely what happens to him and that he becomes an object lesson for them.

I’m not holding my breath, “The Stupid” is very strong with these people. They apparently can’t be reasoned with because they are unreasonable, they don’t seem to learn anything because their minds are closed.

Charlie Kirk, was trying in his way to change that.

Changed my voter registration

Yesterday, amidst all the 9/11 and Charlie Kirk reporting.

I changed my voter registration back to Republican.

I switched to Libertarian sometime in the Obama administration.

I couldn’t stand what the Republicans had become, and the Democrats were no better.

At the time I wasn’t going to vote for Hillary for a wide variety of reasons. Not the least was that I believed she was simply dangerous and still do. There are too many people around her that have mysteriously “Suicided” for no good reason, and oddly they seem to have frequently shot themselves in the back of the head. I don’t know if Hillary had anything to do with any of them, but for me, it called into question the caliber of people she surrounded herself with. Either she had a lot of very unstable people surrounding her, or she had a lot of people around her that were into questionable activities that got them killed. Either way I didn’t want that anywhere near the office of the president.

At the time Trump was running and with all of his bombast I wasn’t sure he was the right man for the job nor did I have faith that he would be up to it.

The Republican field was also unbelievably weak.

So in that election I abstained from voting for president. I chose neither candidate and slept well that night.

Signing up as Libertarian wasn’t a bad move, but it was kind of sitting on the sidelines.

In principal I agree with many of the libertarian beliefs. But the party itself is ineffective and tends to put forward as candidates some real loons.

It served my purpose. I got to vote in all the elections and got notifications about all the issues and candidates.

After Charlie Kirk’s assassination. The way the Democrats in congress reacted, the silence of the libertarian party on the matter, and the giddy celebrations of the liberal left, (mostly Democrat) I was, and still am, appalled.

Add to it that Gavin Newsom is in the process of forcing redistricting in violation of the states redistricting policy, and that the California courts are saying they’ll allow it. I couldn’t stand on the sidelines anymore.

California (I don’t believe,) reports changes in voter registration publicly, but since registration is electronic and goes to the Secretary of State it seemed a fitting time to make a small statement.

Call it a pre-vote.

It was a way to let the idiots in Sacramento know that one more California voter is sick of their shit. Sick of the idiot governor and sick to their stomach of the Democrats way of doing things.

Newsom’s redistricting plan could easily be conflated with Kirk’s assassination. Both are efforts on the part of lunatic democrats to silence dissenting voices.

California redistricting is gerrymandered to the breaking point as it is by a supposedly “Independent” commission, and Newsom’s plan is just a way to silence conservative voices.

I seriously thought about registering Democrat. I thought, if all conservatives registered Democrat, then Newsom gerrymandered based on false data, it would be interesting to see him humiliated at the mid terms.

But then I decided Newsom and Sacramento should know exactly how much they’re hated and what a shitty job they’ve done.

Oh Newsflash: Looks like the FBI has maybe the “real” suspect in custody. It’s a 22 year old kid probably loaded up with rhetoric and unfounded hate towards Charlie Kirk. Etched on one of the bullet casings found with the rifle was, “Hey Fascist! Catch!”

The kids father turned his sorry ass in. 

Hearing some of the things these people believe Kirk said is completely astounding. Stephen King made the claim that Charlie Kirk advocated stoning of Gays.

His ass is going to be fried and he’s already taking heat for it. Dave Rubin jumped on the statement immediately saying the Kirk had been to several dinners with he, and his husband and never once had thrown a stone.

I hope Kirk’s estate sues the living shit out of King who has become almost as bad as Rosie O’Donald, spewing unfounded claims, rumor, & innuendo.

There was a video of a ring nosed, pink hair girl discussing Kirks murder with her Dad on X. She said she was glad Kirk was murdered because he said hurtful things. You could tell her Dad was super disappointed and see her suddenly wondering if she was going to lose her place to live. She had no good arguments and her Dad was asking simple questions about freedom of speech. She kept going back to Kirk deserved to die because he said stuff that hurt people’s feelings. The one question her Dad didn’t ask was, “You’ve said things that hurt my feelings do you deserve to be shot? Do you deserve to be thrown out of the house for those things?”

I think that would have brought his point home to her. Freedom of speech must apply equally to all, or it’s not freedom of speech. 

There are scattered repots of people losing their jobs over their sick celebrations of a murder. I’m of two minds about this. On the one hand, the vengeful tired part of me says, “good”. Then the egalitarian part of me says, “Wait, their freedom of speech must be protected too, even if you think they’re shitty people.”

I suppose it comes down to their employers deciding they don’t want the bad publicity. Since employment is not guaranteed and most of the time employers have standards of conduct I suppose it’s fair. 

The people can say whatever they like, but their employers don’t have to continue giving them paychecks.

I suppose It’s the other side of the coin. Conservatives have been fired over their years for saying conservative things because those words hurt the feelings of the progressive left in the workplace. Maybe it’s a rebalancing of the scales.

Maybe America has reached a turning point. It seems that a lot of people who have been sick of years of turmoil are finally speaking up. They’re speaking truth and calling out the crazy idiots that have been running around “in control” only because everyone thought they’d burn themselves out like a weak virus.

I for one am willing to say “No More” and it looks like a shit ton of my fellow Americans are too.

Still stunned

I woke this morning, I watched the sunrise over the mountains. I thanked God for the beauty of his handiwork, and for another day. I asked God for patience, strength, wisdom, guidance, and to calm my raging spirit.

Today, I’m not sure what to do. Do I go about my chores, search fruitlessly for a job, act like everything is normal? It’s clearly not normal. 

Something fundamental has changed in our country and in me.

After seeing what I’ve seen over the past two days, hearing what I’ve heard on the news, and seeing people celebrating an assassination.

I believe we’ve all been forced down a very dark road. Unfortunately I don’t think we can turn around, the only path left is forward. Deeper into darkness, keeping faith that eventually we’ll step into the light again.

I never thought I’d live to see this, here, in the land of my birth, yet shockingly, here I am.

One thing is certain. If you think what happened in Utah yesterday was okay we’re not compatible. Unfollow me, or lose my number. I’m not interested in anything you have to say.

Charlie Kirk was assassinated.

Today rocked my world.

I painted (at least one coat) yesterday. I was working fast and wrapped up about 2:30 p.m. I ended the day a little early because I wanted to give the paint a few hours to dry before the temps dropped below 60°F.

This morning, one knee was killing me. It woke me up about 4:30 a.m. I managed to walk the dog. I should have gone to the grocery store, but I was hurting really badly and decided to take it easy. There’s tons of stuff I should have been doing. Instead, I looked for a job because I could sit. I took consolation that at least the front of the house doesn’t look like tobacco row. Even though, I still need to finish the stairs.

I was sitting at my desk, using the big computer monitor, so I tuned into a live stream of Charlie Kirk’s talk at a university in Utah. It was playing in the bottom corner of my screen.


I just so happened to glance at that window after hearing the person ask a question about the trans bullshit. Then there was a crack. 

I knew it was a gunshot, probably a rifle. I saw Charlie Kirk pitch back and a gush of blood from his neck, and I figured based on the blood loss he was a dead man. I was sitting there watching the chaos unfold and realized I’d just watched a murder.

In the 30 minutes afterward. My mind stopped. This kind of thing doesn’t happen in America. 

Yesterday, the video broke showing Iryna Zarutska’s murder by an animal who’d been arrested and released 14 times by an overly permissive legal system. One of the things that shocked me watching that poor girl bleed out was the complete lack of human compassion from the other people on that train. There were five people who just sat there. Even if they only thought she’d been punched, not one of those people asked her if she was alright.

One person commenting on Iryna Zarutska’s murder brought to everyone’s attention that another young woman had been murdered and thrown to the side of a bridge by an illegal immigrant in Maryland. Her name was Dacara Thompson. 

Another innocent life ended on her way home from work; she was discarded like trash. Then there was another commenter that said her relative had been murdered by a homeless man getting off the light rail in Studio City on her way home in August of 2024. 

Following these horrific incidents broadcasting on X and the graphic video, I was planning not to get on X today. Iryna Zarutska looked at her killer; she was confused, frightened, didn’t understand why he’d attacked her in the first place, and perhaps didn’t realize that she was fatally wounded. I’ve been told that people being stabbed often think they were only punched.

That video hit me so hard.

Then today, I just wanted to watch/hear Charlie Kirk debate university students. But no, I saw a murder instead. What the fuck?

I didn’t agree with all of Charlie Kirk’s views, but I will say he always made me stop and think. To reevaluate my opinions and beliefs, and sometimes he changed my mind. I enjoyed listening to him debate. I respected his logic and the way he constructed rebuttals on the fly. He was wicked smart.

The common element is criminal behavior. But more so is that criminals seem to believe they can act with no consequences. Or they have no fear of consequences.

We have judges that step in to contradict presidential authority. Other judges will release violent criminals with a promise to return for their court appearances. Still others block ICE from doing their lawful duty. Then we have members of Congress specifically delaying the installation of the President’s nominees.

The implications are frightening because it speaks to a coordinated effort of a cabal within the government, to stop the will of the people, to endanger us all. Then politicians and the media tell us we’re insane Nazi, racists, White Supremacists, for simply wanting to live in peace and safety. You know, the guarantees of the Declaration of Independence, and rights enshrined in the Constitution.

Charlie Kirk’s assassination, according to the Governor of Utah, was political. Kirk was not a politician; he was a citizen exercising his 1st Amendment right to free speech. He wasn’t hostile; he simply could debate and tear apart irrational arguments.

He was no threat to anyone except leftists. 

His murder could be construed as a message. It’s a familiar message, and we’ve heard it for at least 6 years. 

Shut up, you Nazi fuck! You’re a conservative; you’re evil; you’re the problem.

Another message is:

We tried to censor you; we tried to terrify you; that didn’t work; now if you ignore us, if you make us mad, we will kill you.

We even heard a sitting president (Joe Biden) for those who may not remember say, “White supremacy is the single greatest threat to our country.

Guess what? It’s not the conservatives or even the white supremacists that are killing people.

It’s people from the left!

Kirk was critical of the transgender mob. He recently and correctly pointed out that the majority of recent school shootings were committed by transgendered nut jobs, and their targets were children. The latest children attacked were praying in a church. How can anyone disagree that children being targets is fundamentally wrong?

What is wrong with pointing out that transgenders appear to be more prone to violence than the general population? Is it true? If yes, then what argument can you make against truth?

It wasn’t conservatives or white supremacists that burned down city blocks, or looted, or rioted. It was the left. It was progressive liberals who told us to ignore the evidence of our own eyes.

It wasn’t conservatives that brought the economy to a grinding halt, nor did they lock us in our homes, or force children out of schools, arrest lone surfers, or fishermen, or mask 2-year-olds. It wasn’t a conservative president that tried to mandate vaccinations with vaccines being distributed via an experimental use authorization. It was leftist fearmongers claiming that unvaccinated people should be put in camps. All over a virus that had, at worst, a 96% survival rate without the vaccine.

In the wake of Charlie Kirk’s assassination, the Left on X and TikTok are celebrating his death. They’re literally posting videos of themselves dancing, laughing, and wishing he rots in hell. These same people started a GoFundMe for Decarlos Brown Jr. who admitted he “got that white girl,” Iryna Zarutska.

What the fuck? Why would I want to be within a million miles of people with that mindset?

MSNBC immediately tried to victim-blame Charlie Kirk as controversial. They tried to suggest that it was perhaps a Trump supporter shooting a gun in joy. They went on to say that Kirk was a divisive figure. TMZ had people cheering and laughing on air when the news hit that Kirk had been shot. Another politician tried to frame the murder as Charlie Kirk getting what he deserved, for what? Asking questions? Debating?

I’m angry. I’m sad for Charlie Kirk’s family.

But I’m most worried that if this keeps going, average people will conclude that the only way back is to push back with more and decisive force than the left can even begin to fight.

There may come a point when conservatives simply decide, “What the fuck, we’re hated no matter what. Let’s give these people something to hate.

If that happens, it will get very, very ugly.

There are unconfirmed reports of shell casings with trans rights messages carved into them. From that, for the moment, we can assume that some deranged leftist chose to assault the First Amendment by silencing Charlie Kirk.

We won’t know for sure until the shooter is caught and investigated back to kindergarten. But it’s probably a safe assumption because contrary to what the leftist media and politicians would have you believe, Conservatives don’t think assassination is a proper tool to get their way.

Only leftists or Democrats choose assassination when they’ve lost the argument. See Abraham Lincoln for historical context. Then look at virtually every single assassination in this country moving forward. (Note: I said virtually…) There are no doubt some outliers to my broad generalization.

This assassination of someone who debated, who simply used his voice and words, who was a man not afraid to praise God publicly, who was a young loving family man, hasn’t silenced conservatives. It did knock a lot of people off the fence between left and right to the right. It radicalized a lot more people on the right, and pushed our Republic one step closer to the precipice.

If the country goes over the precipice, I don’t know if that will look like civil war. However, as tired as people on the right are of protests, blocked freeways due to protests, crime, looting, rape, and murder, I wouldn’t be surprised if whatever it’s called, if it comes, it’s going to be a bloodbath and a lot of innocent people are going to get hurt.

I Tried.

So yesterday afternoon, I decided I really needed to get the heck out of the house.

I thought to myself it’s not going to be too cold, so I packed my tent, some water, my little JetBoil so I could have coffee in the morning, Really BAD coffee, the instant was very past it’s expiration date. I packed a small container of leftover chicken & rice for dinner and a bagel for breakfast. Tossed the sleeping bag in the pack, assorted dog treats, a little food for the dog and his collapsable bowls.

A simple overnight camping trip. No fire. It would have been nice to have a campfire but that’s out of the question in Southern California mountains this time of year.

I had my battery powered lantern, my headlamp, a few other items, and my old faithful handheld HAM Radio. It was in case of emergency, and allowed me to check the weather forecast if I saw clouds rolling in.

I purposely left my damn cellphone, sitting on its charger. I forgot to take my actual “Big Boy” camera! D’OH! Oh well…

Hiked about an hour up the mountain didn’t get as far as I wanted to because a certain someone had to stop every 4 feet to sniff every blade of grass. (Looking at you, dog!)

Got the tent set up near a nice rock outcropping that was almost perfect chair height. I had dinner, drank a little bourbon, and watched the sun go down.

It was blissful, silent, and except for the dog wondering what the hell we were doing, restful. Eventually he just accepted that we were fine, he had food and water, knew where I was, and settled down.

The evening was beautiful, just what I needed. Not quite idyllic, I’d have preferred a babbling brook too, but one makes do.

Around 8 or so, with a very confused dog, I zipped the door of the tent shut and  crawled into the sleeping bag. I don’t think the dog got much sleep.

He was on guard watching the view through the screen of the tent door and I’m not sure he liked the mesh of the tent roof. Next time perhaps I’ll set up with the rain fly so he doesn’t feel so exposed. I was just about asleep. 

My watch buzzed. A text message… “Please call me when you get a chance.” Okay whatever. I rolled over and went to sleep.

My mistake was not putting the damn watch in airplane mode right then and there.

Another message buzzed. This one from a person connected to the person who sent the first message. “I gave X your contact information. Nothing important, we haven’t talked in a very long time. How are you? Touch base when you have a chance.”

“Okay… I’ll get right on that, when I get around to it.”

As I was falling asleep again, I thought to myself, “I haven’t heard from either of these people in well over a year. They do know it’s Labor Day weekend don’t they? What the actual fuck is going on?” I drifted off deciding I’d handle it on Tuesday.

I had enough food, water, and dog treats to last well into Monday if I wanted.

It was a nice spot, a very small valley cutout in the “V” between two mountain peaks. This was not a proper campsite if rain was in the forecast but aside from the “Chair” rock outcropping it was pretty smooth and mostly level.

I could see the sky and stars, crickets were chirping, and I could hear a pair of owls talking to each other from trees on either side of the valley. I told my watch I was going to sleep. It went dark and would be silent until I told it I was awake. Aside from the dog shifting around and giving a nervous bark once during the night, I slept pretty soundly.

Dawn was glorious and I felt at peace. I made coffee, walking around my little campsite in my boxers and boots. No-one was around so who’d care? The dog has seen much worse!

He and I played “Fetch the Treat” in the cool morning air. I had my bagel with a bit of peanut butter and jelly, and thought about camping one more night.

My mistake was taking my watch out of “sleep”. I was considering hiking further up the valley and spending another night nearer the Pacific Crest Trail. That would mean a strenuous climb if I went straight up, or perhaps there was a way around that was less of a sheer climb. 

The watch has topographical mapping and I thought I’d take a look for another path.

More text messages, emails, and a phone call transcription from the person that texted me last night. The call was at 8:23am. The transcription was typical soft pedaling when someone is going to ask you for something but they don’t want to just come out with it.

I rolled my eyes and again thought, “Tuesday. I’ll deal with whatever this is, on Tuesday.”

I strike camp. There’s a path that looks like it changes elevation more gradually. The dog and I were walking happily in a rocky gully at the east end of the valley. There were some of the biggest pieces of actinolite I’ve ever seen, and large pieces of maybe calcite strewn around among the big chunks of granite.

We’d covered maybe another mile and the climb was getting steeper. The gully was narrowing, getting more rugged, I was looking at the Topo map searching for a possible path that could get us out of the gully without having to climb up 30 foot mostly smooth rock faces.

I didn’t have any rope or climbing gear and being alone, didn’t want to risk a fall. Even the dog was looking at me like, “Well, what do we do now?” He’s a very good climber and for him to look back at me probably means I’m not going to free climb a rock face.

Another voicemail transcript from the same person. The time stamp is 9:21. This one is more insistent.

“For FUCKS SAKE!” I muttered, making a mental note to shut down this kind of shit being forwarded to my watch. 

Another text message timestamped 9:23. It too is more insistent.

Maybe my real mental note should be, “Bring a fucking map, or the old Garmin GPS instead of wearing a smart watch while camping. Maybe I’ll just drop the hammer, and spend money I don’t have, on a decent Timex or that sweet Omega I’ve been jonesing for.”

Although, if I’ve got the Garmin I’ll know what time it is, if I’m curious. For that matter the HAM rig has a clock in it too.

The dog & I backtrack a bit, then find another path that veers off away from the gully and keeps moving up. I’ve got my eye on this sweet smooth spot that might afford a spectacular view toward the West. I doubt I’ll be able to see the ocean but the view itself should be commanding.

We hike a while longer, then stop to rest under one of the few trees. The pup is thirsty, I fill his little water dish and check our bearing while he’s resting in the shade. The hike is steeper than the Topo on the watch screen led me to believe it would be.

It’s a nice challenge and in all this has been a cheap adventure. I’m enjoying myself, I’m even thinking of stripping and doing part of the hike nude. Again, no-one around and the dog wouldn’t care.

BUZZZ! Another fucking voicemail transcript from the same person. The text of the voicemail appears more insistent than the previous two. Now it’s commanding instead of “call when you get a chance.”

BUZZZ! Another text message asking me to call, from the person who gave little Miss Insistent my number.

FUUUUUUCCCKKKK!

Can’t a man have some peace and quiet?

These are people Jerry used to work with. Little Miss Insistent is a business owner and like all female business owners, or female bosses, for that matter will not say what they fucking mean.

Instead they say something indirect and then get pissed when a man doesn’t read between the lines and JUMP to do whatever the fuck they are demanding without actually using demanding words.

After all if they used demanding words, they’d be rude. Instead they prefer to annoy the shit out of you.

Standing there, an unknown number of miles from where I want to be, I realize that I’m not going to have any peace until I call these women back. My phone is at least 3 hours hike down this fucking mountain and they’ve managed to piss me off.

So much for having some mental break time on a holiday weekend!

I decide, “Fuck IT! I’m heading back home, back to the noise of weekend projects, chainsaws, and cars blaring rap music as they drive to the meth dealers house up the block.”

The peaceful mood I was working on is gone.

I’m thankful that I had most of one night. I guess that’s all I fucking deserve or can expect.

On the way back down the mountain it occurs to me that this right here is one of the reasons I hate working for women. I don’t even work for these people but fuck if they’re not behaving like I owe them something.

Maybe I’m just easily triggered after years of this kind of shit when I was working. This is the behavior of bosses all over America that fail to plan then tell you at 5:00 on a Friday they need you to work the weekend. They’re not asking… They’re ordering you to flush your plans because they couldn’t plan. 

The capper is always that they’re never going to be in the office over the weekend. They’re going to be out with their friends on their boats, or at Disneyland, or the beach.

They thoughtlessly condemn their employees to a weekend in a cubical farm and come Monday morning they’ll ask how your weekend was. They tend to get pissed when you point out your weekend was spent in the office after you cancelled your plans to be with your friends at Havasu.

After all, the truth is rude. It’s equally rude to point out their hypocrisy. Then women will try to make it better by saying something like, “Well you’re the only one I trust to do this…” 

Which is also bullshit. What they really mean is, “You’re the only one dumb enough, or You’re the only one without family obligations, or You’re the only male in the department  & the mom’s need to be home with their children.” In any of the cases it boils down to since you’re a male, you’re the only one they can fuck over with impunity.

It’s a fucking holiday weekend! I don’t work for you & damn even though I’m retired is it so impossible to believe that I might have plans?

1874043 03400 1280c-1073273447.I swear, I’d love to find a S&M orgy to call them back from.

The slap of leather, groans, and “Ohhhh Daddy Fuck me harder!” Would make a perfect background for me to return the phone call. 

Hello, how are you?

I’m good… ‘OH YEAH! Take my load you whore!’ “

As I’m pumping a load into someone would be perfect!

I can hear that conversation;

Where on earth are you?

Oh, I’m at the annual Labor Day orgy. They’ve got Viagra and Cialis in candy dishes everywhere. I’ve been fucking for 48 hours straight. ‘Yeah man on your knees, suck my cock.’ Uhh, What did you need?” 

I wonder if I should play a porn really loud in the background when I call back? Do you think they’d get the picture? Probably not, no-one has introspection, respect, or common sense, anymore.

Cell phones have absolutely ruined us.

There was a time when you left a message and that was it. No one had expectations of immediate responses. These days, it’s what? An hour before someone is hammering on your phone again?

Who the fuck calls someone on a Sunday, holiday weekend or not, at 8 or 9 am? There are people who might be in a church pew at that exact time. You’re going to interrupt their prayers & worship time?

This whole thing reminds me of a client I dropped. This daffy queen would wait till the day before every damn holiday then call to demand I rework his company website so they’d have new holiday pricing in effect at opening of business the day after the holiday.

It wouldn’t have been quite as annoying if he paid his fucking bill or at least gave me a discount on his services. Hell, I’d have swapped services.

When I finally dropped him, I realized that he didn’t value my service and he didn’t value me as a person. I haven’t missed the annoyance.

The last time I looked at his site, it was a mess. I’m sure he was paying someone a shit ton of money for it too.

Time for me to do something constructive. I’m going to go burn some aggression off with yard work.

Fuck technology and our hyper connected world! I’ve turned off the message forwarding to my damn watch. So If I don’t have my damn phone with me, leave a message! 

I sincerely hope everyone else has a peaceful remainder of their Labor Day.

[For those of you wondering, the photos are from previous walks/hikes, (except the orgy scene,) since I forgot my big boy camera. I thought this post could use some color.]