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Trans folks it’s not hate, we’re just tired of hearing you bitch!

I say that as a CIS Bi/Gay man whose seen the LGB movement completely hijacked and turned into something that I’m personally revolted by.

You’ve completely destroyed the credibility and “normalcy” we spent decades building.

So thank you assholes for taking the rest of us down with you.

We spent years dispelling that LGBT people were pedophiles. Your drag queen story hour, child transitioning, males in women’s sports, and pervy guys dressing up as women to get into the girls locker rooms, have completely undone all our work in the eyes of the American public.

But on top of that, every time anyone looks around you’re screaming about some perceived slight.

There is NO TRANS GENOCIDE! Do you even know what Genocide means?

You have all the same rights as everyone else.

There are no roving bands of ARMED, CIS, WHITE, CONSERVATIVES, scouring the countryside looking for a trans person.

Nobody actually gives a shit about what you wear, or who/what you identify as on which day.

But when you talk about a day of “Vengeance“, As y’all did this last weekend, I have to ask what the hell did you expect people’s reaction to be?

It’s funnier than shit, that most of the LGBT community appears to be anti gun but then ya’ll start taking pictures of yourselves with AR-15s as part of your Trans Vengeance day.

I have to ask which is it?

It would be nice if y’all would just pick a lane…

OH RIGHT!!!! You can’t pick a lane about something as basic as gender so why the hell would you pick a lane about anything else in your lives?

No-one is out to get you, (At least they weren’t.) Most people didn’t think about you, in anonymity, there is safety. You idiots forgot that. You’ve pretty much painted a target on your own backs!

Most folks see a dude dressed in a dress and a wig, they politely ignore it. People see only what they want to see and folks don’t see an ugly woman, a dude in a dress, or a chick dressed like a man.

Most folks, myself included, aren’t concerned about your personal issues the only thing we’re concerned with in a business setting is do you know your shit? If you do, you can paint you ass blue and dress in animal skins for all we care.

Why do you feel it necessary to drag me, or anyone, into your fucked up drama? I supposed a better question would be, why do you Trannys need to generate so much drama?

By the way, that asshole that killed 6 people in Nashville… Wasn’t a victim. The 3, 9 year olds, and 3 adults were victims.

On second thought, maybe she was a victim of GAY INC. Maybe she started out as a person who had some mental issues that could have been handled with traditional therapy. But then she was sold a bill of goods from all the Gay organizations that trade upon victimization. You know, HRC, GLAAD, and all the rest.

Thinking this way, perhaps I could get behind naming GAY INC as responsible for these murders.

The bill of goods I’m referring to, seems to say that everything would be just fine if you pump yourself full of hormones your body wasn’t built to use, that through surgery all would be well and after your transition every single problem in your life would magically disappear.

Perhaps she bought into the thought that trans genocide was a real thing. Perhaps she was on testosterone. A hormone that men must learn to control over their entire lifetimes.

A hormone that during puberty, makes men act out, do stupid things, fight about inconsequential issues, etc.

You know… for years our society has called it testosterone poisoning. So is it still testosterone poisoning if doctors inject testosterone into a woman?

It seems like it should be.

In the case of a woman, there’s the added problem, most women have no idea how to handle riding the testosterone dragon. They also may not have time to figure it out before they lose themselves in ‘roid rage.

The same could be said of men transitioning to being a woman. I’m terrified to think what estrogen does to a mans emotional controls.

Talk about a sock drawer!

Trans people, do whatever the fuck you want to do to yourselves. I personally don’t care.

But my indifference is not hate. It’s being tired of your shrill screaming about shit that ain’t happening.

So take your drama someplace else and shut the fuck up.

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Oh, My GOD! As if I’m not stressed enough.

This morning I was having my coffee when my doorbell rings.

It was a sheriffs deputy. Guess what, he was doing a wellness check on me.

WHAT THE FUCK????

The minute he asks if I know a particular person I know exactly what’s going on and I’m fucking livid! I have never been so angry at anyone in my life.

I wasn’t angry at the officer, I was angry at the person who called the fucking police to take time out of their day to come by my house for nothing.

The issue was that I was sick and tired of talking to this particular person. So I’d simply stopped answering the phone.

I really thought nothing of it. I’ve got shit to do, I’ve been outside shoveling snow for the past week or so with my neighbors.

I’ve got other stuff to do as well and I have no desire to be pissed off or bummed out by some overly dramatic nonproductive conversation with this person. Who the fuck does this bitch think she is, calling the cops?

For fucks sake! I have a family that is checking in with me every day. Sometimes I don’t answer them either. It depends on what I’m doing. Maybe I’ll get back to them in a day or two.

This person isn’t even MY friend. She’s a friend of my deceased partner! There is little to no connection between us.

I’m more likely to answer calls from my family because they don’t cause me an hour or two of emotional pain when they call. They don’t rehash the same shit from their unresolved trauma over and over again. They don’t talk over me. They don’t tell me how to live my life. But this “friend” does all of the above.

This person keeps trying to force me into grieving my loss like she thinks I should. Then to top it off, as if she owns me, she calls the cops to enforce her will on me. The cops ask me to call her. What are we in? Kindergarten?

Take a fucking hint lady, I was only marginally interested in continuing a relationship with you, out of respect for my partner. But NOW oh hell no! I’ll be cutting all ties.

I’m really sick and tired of having to remind people that I am a 60+ year old adult male and am more than capable of taking care of myself.  I’ve been doing it for decades.

To any of you that may think otherwise, or that I need a mother, or a parent, or a controller…

BACK OFF!

LEAVE ME IN PEACE. I’LL GRIEVE, IN MY OWN WAY, IN MY OWN TIME!

HERE’S SOMETHING ELSE YOU SHOULD KNOW,  

I’LL THRIVE IN MY NEW LIFE!

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Was just thinking, I’m catching up with Hillary Clinton.

Since 1992 I’ve had 3 members of my immediate family die by suicide. In December I lost my Stepmother and her husband to natural causes.

In January I lost my husband of 34 years.

I bring you all up to date because there have been some of his friends who keep telling me they know how I feel.

In short, they don’t!

These folks are trying to be kind and supportive. They wax on and on about how difficult it was for them to lose a sibling or a parent. Then they start telling me how I should live my life now.

My friends, those who really know me, have been very supportive and kind. They’ve taken a step back and responded instantly when I’ve asked for help. They’ve done what I asked, maybe made a suggestion or two to make things go smoother and then butted out.

They’re the ones, who like my brothers are concerned, but respect me enough to let me work through this gut punch in my own way. They’ll text or call just randomly to ask how I’m doing and that tells me I’m in their thoughts. They’ve lost parents and siblings, but they’re not banging on about their trauma. They’re providing a wall of strength, occasional guidance when asked, and staunch solid support.

The only people who know how I feel, are those who’ve lost their spouses. There have been a couple of folks who’ve come to me privately offering support or a shoulder. Some of them, I didn’t even know had lost their spouse. I thought they’d been through the more common event of divorce and were single by choice.

I appreciate their support and kindness. I think that them putting themselves in a position where my spouse’s death could reopen their old wounds takes a lot of courage. Maybe someday I’ll have that same courage, but I don’t see that in my immediate future.

To the people that would tell me, “I know just what you’re feeling…”

I say this.

Until you’ve bagged up shirts, pants, suits, ties, and shoes that you saw your spouse wear often, into garbage bags to go to a donation site. You have no fucking idea what I’m feeling.

Until you’ve occupied a house where the grim reaper’s handiwork is laying on your bedroom floor for 9 hours, You don’t know shit.

Until you’ve cried yourself to sleep out of guilt and loneliness after masturbation. No words, anecdotes, or over sharing of your personal drama even compares.

Until the future you’ll have to forge into alone yawns before you, almost everything you think you know is absolute and complete bullshit.

Nothing prepares anyone for losing a spouse that you’ve spent almost your entire adult life with. It’s massive! It’s a kick to the balls and the kicking just doesn’t stop.

Telling me “You’ll have to sell object X, Y, or Z,” to keep the lights on, mentioning a person’s name over and over but not providing a phone number after repeatedly being asked to do so isn’t helpful.

It’s cruel! Especially when the person you mentioned is hidden behind multiple websites with no fucking phone number on any of them. It’s also not helpful at all to keep saying that the objects in question are valuable. Duhhhh! I fucking paid for them! The objects in question are also not the kind of things that sell like hotcakes, especially in this economy. Which means these objects are not instant income streams. Despite what you think.

So for those of you who keep saying, “I know just how you feel,” shut the hell up!

You’re not being supportive. You’re not helping, all you’re doing is ripping the bandage off again and again and pissing me off. I’ve got better things to do right now than listen to you blather on about your trauma and attempting to use me as a free psychologist.

You deal with your own shit and leave me to deal with mine.

Yeah… There are some phone calls you just let go to voicemail!

I’m getting better at that every freakin day.

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My God I’m embarrassed to be an American!

Don’t worry, I’m not likely to want to move to China. The CCP and I would simply not get along!

I have on more than one occasion wondered if moving to Russia might be okay. At least there, I’d know what I was signing up for.

Learning Russian though might be a super tough hurdle so it’s not likely. At least Russia has laws and seems to enforce them.

This whole Brittany Griner thing is humiliating.

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First of all, she’s a basketball player. So what? She won an olympic medal or two, big fucking deal! She broke the sovereign law of another country and it’s just my opinion, I’d bet she thought her “Fame” would allow her to be above the law in Russia just as she thinks she’s above the law in the USA. When the news first broke I was like, “Brittany Who?”

I was happy to see her privileged ass behind bars and applaud the Russian legal system for following their law.

That she was arrested, found guilty, and imprisoned is 100% ON HER. She’s not a victim, and not a hero, she committed a crime, and guess fucking what? There are consequences to committing crimes, at least in some places in the world.

It blows my mind that apparently Russians take the law more seriously than the United States or most of the EU.

Hmmm. I wonder if Romania would allow me to retire quietly if I asked nicely to immigrate? Maybe that would be worth checking out. The language thing would still be a hurdle, but probably worth it if I could have a small home and a little plot of land where I could grow vegetables in the summer. I don’t need much and wouldn’t be any trouble. I would want to excise myself completely from the insanity of America, and become a citizen.

It’s not that I don’t love this country. I’m just tired of being humiliated again and again by the powers that be.

Biden says Griner, “Represents the Best of America”

Excuse ME? If she’s the best of America we’ve got some serious problems. I can’t help wondering if any other nations are taking the old moron seriously. If so, then all Americans traveling abroad can legitimately be viewed with suspicion. If Griner is the best we’ve got to show the world, then all Americans must therefore be liars, and stupid shitheads. I’d suspect that most countries would add thief, corrupt, deviant, to the list of descriptions regarding Americans.

Brittany Griner is the poster child for what not to do when you’re traveling. I hope she is on posters all over the world that read, “Don’t be a Brittany! Check your baggage for illegal substances.”

I’d have preferred to see her fucking rot in a Russian prison. The Russians don’t mollycoddle their prisoners like America does. (A notable exception being the prison where the DNC is holding Jan 6th Prisoners until they break.) Prison in most other countries is punishment.

Then we have another instance of Sam Brinton, the over educated MIT graduate who can’t seem to decide what the fuck he (she/it/they/them/zem/zer… whatever the fuck,) is. He’s a boy, She’s a girl, They’re a dog, or something else entirely.

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In addition to all Sam’s other fuckedupness this dumb ass also appears to have a luggage fetish.

There’s a report that Sam has been charged with stealing some other woman’s luggage in Nevada. Really Sam? Once could be a mistake, Twice says you’re the problem!

Most people don’t have a problem identifying their luggage. Have you tried a pretty pink bow on the handle of your shit? Perhaps you should consider investing in an AirTag!

My question is this, when are the US Marshalls going to roll up and arrest this fucker? When is Sam going to be fired from his cushy government job? When will Sam get to hold fetish demonstrations in a prison shower? After all, he’s got himself some dick sucking lips.

Can we assume that according to the Biden Administration that this jackass is, “The Best of America,”?

I think not! Do you think we could get Putin to put little Sam in a Russian prison? I’m sure Sam would be a favorite of Russian prisoners and bored Russian guards.

I know that’s horrible for me to say. As an American Sam is an embarrassment, as a member of the LGB community, Sam is a humiliating gender fuck drag performer that belongs on a San Francisco “Pride” float from 1980.

Hey Sam, just do the time warp again and go back to the parade. As an aside, you don’t have nearly the class that Dr Frankenfurter had.

Update: 12/12/2022 Looks like the DOE has fired Sam Brinton. All it took was two felony charges of grand theft. He is relatively low level in the grand scheme of the government. I suppose that it would take 6 or more felonies to get to some of the more corrupt elements but it’s a start.

Then we have the continuing saga of Mad Maxine Waters. She’s apparently been caught with her hand in the cookie jar again! The Federal Election Commission has disclosed that Mad Maxine has been paying her daughter’s company a shit ton of election donations to do shit to keep Mad Maxine in office.

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This is a woman who doesn’t even live in the district she supposedly represents. That’s been known for years and I’ll bet she was sweating the recent California redistricting. If the lines had been drawn a little differently, I’d bet she would have ended up in the rich white people’s district (where she actually lives) and then she’d be out of congress on her ass.

Because I’m a suspicious fucker, I have to wonder if there was some payment to the redistricting commission to make sure that the lines didn’t change too much in her area.

The shitty part of this is that her constituents are typically low income and they’re donating their hard earned money to her campaign. Hey Mad Maxine, how many hungry children does it take to keep you warming that seat in congress? Just asking for a friend…

I honestly have a hard time keeping up with or processing the changes I’ve seen in this country over my 60 years or so on this planet.

This isn’t the America I said the pledge to every morning in elementary school. This isn’t the America my father served in The Navy to protect. This isn’t the America my brother served in The Army to protect, and it sure as hell isn’t the America so many of my close friends who were Marines fought to protect.

This version of America is a flaming shit show, of incompetence, corruption, and blatant stupidity.

I don’t know what it will take to bring us back. Sadly I think there may be no coming back.

Perhaps I’m just cranky because my back is still locked up and reading about the excesses of a certain class of people pisses me off.

I’m still waiting for my white privilege to be delivered. I guess FedEx “lost” that package too!

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My GOD! I hate Bureaucratic little despots!

The saga of the solar panel installation may be coming to an end.

That’s a good thing. I’m really kinda over it. As in losing my ability to give a shit!

This morning, the final inspection is supposed to take place. The representative from the panel installation company has been out. He’s doing some final tweaks which is a good thing.

But first thing this morning he hands me a clipboard with a a county form on it asking me to sign to attest that I have smoke a CO2 sensors in my house. The paperwork also wanted to verify that the water heater is grounded. It’s natural gas, and the pipes in the house are copper going to ground. So uh yeah! The water heater is freaking grounded!

I ask him what any of this has to do with the dang solar panels on the roof.

He’s not sure, it’s just something The County requires.

I look at the form and tell him I’m going to get my glasses to be able to throughly read the document he’s handing me, so that I know what I’m actually signing.

When I come back, the first thing I notice is that the documents have someone else’s name and address on them. So I ain’t signing shit.

But it got me to thinking.

The invasiveness of regulations has been a royal pain in my ass since this house was rebuilt, and even before then.

When I bought this house, there was a fire suppression system installed. This was mandated by the County when the house was originally built in 1992. For 15 years or so, I paid $300.00 every year to have someone come out and inspect the system. This was to prevent the antifreeze from draining out of the suppression system back into the main water lines.

When the house burned, the fire alarms worked, the fire suppression system didn’t. One of the inspectors had left the dang valves closed so that fancy assed fire suppression system was offline. (That’s what comes from constantly fiddling with something. The possibility of mistakes increases.)

When we rebuilt the house, the county mandated that he have 6 CFB fixtures built into the ceiling of the house (This was more lights than we had total in the house prior to it burning.) Supposedly this was to make the house more energy efficient. I asked the building inspector how having more lights in the house made the house more energy efficient. Those lights still pulled, (at the time 40W). 

Five years later someone in the State of California noticed that compact fluorescent bulbs contained mercury vapor. Fluorescent lights have always contained mercury vapor. That’s how they work. OMG! These bulbs if improperly disposed of can be environmentally dangerous! 

A few years after that, someone else realized that as these bulbs age they can emit high levels of UV, which might be hazardous. Again, DUH! It’s not rocket science. Pass a current at a specific frequency through mercury vapor and it emits UV light, coat the inside of a glass tube with a fluorescent material that glows when exposed to UV light and you get visible light.

It’s simple science. Pity we apparently don’t teach Science anymore.

At the time I was laughing because it was another case of unintended consequences due to petty bureaucrats deciding they had a good idea with absolutely zero knowledge of the underpinning science and therefore no understanding of the potential consequences. I also had a good laugh at the sudden plethora of UV sensors that hit the market to make sure you were safe from the evil older CFBs the State demanded you put in your house.

My sensor, was my glasses. Yeah, my Photo-chromic eyeglasses. See, they darken due to UV light so if I suspected that a CFB was aging or the fluorescent coating was getting flaky, I’d hold my eyeglasses near the bulb. If they got dark, I knew it was time to change the bulb.

Again, if you know how things work at a basic level, you can save yourself $29.95! Unfortunately, retrofitting the fixtures to LED costs a lot of money. Although, all of the other lights in the house with standard A26 screw in sockets have been updated to LED and if those lights are on full blast they use less power than the fluorescent fixtures. 

Move forward a couple of years and the County comes through telling us that we have to remove plants at the very edge of our property line from our landscaping because these plants can burn. Uh yeah sure, but the plants in question have been in that position on the property for 20 years. Oh and they survived the actual house fire that burned the house to the ground. Not to mention that ALL plants can burn!

Another expense, due to bureaucrats. I just know one day these morons are going to figure out that native Pine Trees can burn and demand the removal of trees from my property.

FYI, some of these trees have been here since before the house was. I also water them regularly because I happen to like trees. That’s becoming more difficult due to water restrictions in California, however I’ve adapted.

In Winter, I pile the snow up around the trees and in my yard in general. It doesn’t last the whole summer, but the trees are watered by this process throughout the spring and into early summer.

Again, not rocket science, just using the natural elements and conditions to my, (and the trees,) advantage.

It’s really common sense. 

Move forward 10 years after the house was rebuilt, and the fire suppression system FAILS, flooding my living room. Oh, we’d been having it inspected every year like usual. Guess what? While the specialized Fire Suppression contractor was repairing the system, they discovered that the system had been installed incorrectly in the first place and the petty bureaucrat of a building inspector has missed the fault. At this point in time however, I got to pay for the repair and fight with the insurance company about it.

Ahhh, my tax dollars at work!

I probably wouldn’t be so annoyed except that county inspectors kept blowing off their appointments when the house was being rebuilt. It was so frequent that about 3 months got added onto the building cycle and not one of them ever thought to apologize about missing appointments.

So here we are, trying to get the solar panels finished. Once again I’m being held up because of a country inspector who probably doesn’t have a clue about the actual power going through the cables or how the system works in detail. This is the building equivalent of TSA bag checks, or the masking controversy with COVID or half a dozen other examples of hand waving without actually doing something functional.

That’s the sad part of this, we’re trying to “Go Green,” after all. Isn’t that what gruesome Newsome & Sniffy Joe want us to do?  Note the panels have been on the roof since June 2022.

Today the solar panel company sent their guy out and he arrived on time, we’re still waiting for the County Inspector to show up. At this point that county jackass is two hours late after specifying a two hour window. The difference between a business, and bureaucrats feeding on the tax payer dime is striking!

I doubt that the panels will be operational today, and it might not be until Spring of 2023 at this point. I could still be surprised, but I’m not foolish enough to hold my breath.

I’m debating about giving the county jackass a dressing down when they get here. If you’re going to make an appointment, you keep it. If you’re going to be late, you call. It’s just common courtesy.

On the one hand that might prevent me from getting the panels online, and could subject me to a bunch more County bullshit. On the other hand, if no-one calls jackasses out for being jackasses, they’ll never change except to get worse.

The County person arrived. She was late but didn’t bother to apologize. I kept my mouth shut and went back inside the house. 

A half hour later, the solar guy says the inspection is good, and that the panels are online. 

I guess I could have held my breath! I’m calling this a good day.