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Monday, August 29, 2016

Perfect storm

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I watched Joel this week and was heartened to see him once again giving a great sermon with no faults at all.  He is 100% right and he makes it look easy.  That's one way of telling if someone is an artist is that they make it look easy.  

Great artists aren't trained.  Training has nothing to do with it.  Training is what happens in school.  We all get taught up to the current status quo of what general knowledge is and then, at this level, it's up to us to see if we will SELL this ability.  I studied Finance.  It was my dream to one day lead the world or be in a position of authority but as it turns out I am where I want to be but without authority, which is fine.  I had always been afraid of people finding out that I am incredibly smart.  I knew they would be afraid and I knew I would be ridiculed and now that it has happened I am sort of at ease with it.  It's already happened.  Rapture over, now we can get down to the nitty gritty of figuring out what 1/3 of people need to go. lol.

That wasn't very funny.  But if you flaunt it you must want it.  

Ok, now my message is not about Joel though I am happy to call him a contemporary because he really is #notjustcornflakes, he is the real deal. OH, my point there was that some days ago my only famous person that likes me got called mediocre so I almost tweeted something prophetic but I didn't want to give myself away so I will say it here.  There are no mediocre writers.  All great writers are PRACTICED writers.  All great leaders are PRACTICED leaders.  All great preachers and popes are PRACTICED popes.  It takes time.  It takes refinement.  You might think that Trump is no Obama right?  Yeah.  It's true.   He is no Obama but he IS Obama 8 years ago.  There is NO difference.  And what works for his little corporations is FAR from what will work in office.  He will have to be open, honest, and dare I say it... curious.  

That's why watching the movie Widowmaker is no important because you learn from that story how it should be.  That's why I quote movies because none of you have really read the BIBLE( except you Joel) so I have to USE a commonly viewed scenario to shortly explain what would take a LONG TIME to explain and would not make as much sense.  I think they need to make a movie on the books of the BIBLE soon before it becomes less and less relevant.   

In the movie, the really nice Captain played by Quigon (which is the really too nice Jedi) Liam Neeson has trouble with his boat and is pre-replaced by Harrison Ford.  Now just those two names should be enough to get you to watch the movie.  It's not especially great as far as action but some good parts include the one where the sub is taken to maximum depth and all their lives are put in danger.  This is not unlike the one TNG episode where Picard's twin takes them to a Neutron Star just to see how long it will take to depose him as leader.  Quigon yells and yells and Harrison Ford yells back at him,

"I need to see WHERE [that maximum] is!" 

And that is what Trump does.  He is testing to see if we want to work with Russia, testing to see if his followers care all that much about the border, testing to see if self-funding was really such a good idea and if being free of favors... even makes sense.  "What if I press this here NUKE button, who's gonna stop me?"

As you can see it seems irresponsible at first... then it seems not so irresponsible when Harrison Ford does it... lol.  That's charm but that's also leadership.  Again I am not saying Trump is great president he probably howls banter in the shower for all I know but he is already practiced at being a leader of people that all selfishly want money and now he will need to BEGIN leading BOTH halves of the nation.  

There are TWO reasons to live to grow or to destroy.  I always thought that my goal in life was to grow things.  But later in life I was STOPPED and now I have begun to do things slowly as I wonder about how to destroy things.  Only some things.  

Leading is about weeding not about needing.  

I got that from William Shatner when he justified blocking people to one of his followers.  He said you have to weed your garden or the bad elements take over.  Small wonder that Trump, with his "you're fired" rhetoric, is not so ill-conceived.  People understand sacrifice.  As I said in my last blog it is basic human nature.  And I am here to tell you that losing your job should not be so frowned upon.  We don't need the same people in ANY position let alone one where you frequently trip up.  Being a doctor should not be difficult, can you look stuff up online, ok, check your credentials see if you are honest, ok, poof, you are a doctor.  It's not hard.  Firing them should ALSO not be hard.  

What was my point... oh, so singing in the shower might be something JOEL does(here we go again) because that was his message this week was to sing to the father.  This is brilliant.  Singing really is a tuning fork for happiness.   Whenever you are sad, put a music video on that you can sing to and actually sing with it, you will notice how your body and your battered mind, calm down.  Music soothes the beast... ok I am getting really off track now and I have a long way to go.  

Way back there I was going to help out Donald with his quest to try things but hopefully he will understand that he will someday BE Obama but that he's nowhere close at this point.  Obama is refined.  Obama is battered and sad and worn.  Obama is practiced.  He is an artist and if he starts to give speeches for money, I don't think that should be a problem but if his wife wants to some day run for congress and do what the Clintons did... open a trust fund for him but not for her... that sounds a little batty, in my opinion.  

Oh boy, I am getting off track but I have to address something with you all.  There is no EX-CIA, ok?  You can't STOP knowing secrets.  If are trusted if you are approved if you are deposed or kicked out, you can't STOP knowing secrets.  

Trust me on this.  

Once you go into the CIA you can't come out.  It's just that simple.  It should be a GLORIOUS ceremony and it should be lauded by everyone that you know that will STOP knowing but there is no COMING OUT of a secret society.  You can get mad you can bitch and you can scream "TURN ON YOUR EFFING PHONE" but you are never done with your secret society.  So don't put some guy up there who was ex-CIA on the TV.  If he says he is out, only HE says that he is out.  CIA says "yep, there's his name, he's still in".  That's why in the Godfather that one line goes "as soon as I'm about to get out, they pull me back in".  Congratulations on joining the CIA, welcome to hell, lol. 

Now obviously they all have to work together and they probably are allowed to have sex parties I am guessing, but you can't STOP knowing secrets.  This means that Obama and Clinton and Carter, I don't care where they live, as long as they live in a secure facility in Washington DC, ALL the rest of their lives.  And if their wives want to run for congress all that can happen is they I dunno... that messes it up to some extent but as before we need to have quiet repetitive center all locked up and pumping blood out to the rest of the country.  Call it HELL if you want but that hole or center or nucleus needs to be secure.   

Ok, I am WAY off topic now but real quick, do you ever wonder if there is some elucidated whore out there who calls her thingy, her Clinton? (oh come on you know that's funny). 

Being a leader, involves leading the bland AND the blind.  Businesses are bland, people are blind.  Two parts to any solutions.  This plus that.  The other minus the other.  That times that.  Need the blood and the body to make the country work.  Trump knows about leading the body and, as you can tell, he has ZERO ability to lead the body.  Obama is just the opposite.  As a black person you can see that he has always known how to lead the people but not known about how to lead the businesses or the blood.  Money is the blood, people and POWER are the blood.  It's important to use BOTH in leading.  I have said this before so it sounds repetitive to me now.  It's going to take time to LEARN this lesson so he will just have to practice until he gets it.  I can tell he is going to be LOUSY at speeches so... oh well, he will get better.  It's like listening to bad bands or bad singers in karaoke,  it sounds terrible and you want it to stop but if you can for one moment HOPE that they keep doing it, practicing it, we will have one more person that can sing and make people happy... and that's worth the pain of suffering through the shrill noise.  

Ok so enough about Hillary, what I didn't talk about her, well if can't say something nice, I am trying and I WANT to trust HIllary and the Clintons but I don't.  My father wanted to vote for her long ago and wasn't allowed and I sort of changed my view for a while but can't separate my regular self from my mathematical self.  They are corrupt.  And if they aren't, then there is SOMEBODY there that is.  Obama is hugely popular but if he runs again with his wife as the major, will he be corrupt... yes.. sadly I believe it so but maybe I am just looking at the Bushes too much.  I like GW.  For everything he did, his only problem was "friends of Jesus".  He respected his elders and they told him to cover up and to protect them he did it.  It's not unlike MY life where I am trying to be dignant while keeping my people honest and respectable.  But it's too much family after two terms to just keep choosing the same set of people as leader.  It becomes a beast as I said in the last blog.  People against them are not singular people versus other single people, they are against THE COUNTRY.  

It's like Tempertanking or Kemperlecki or whatever.   He LOOKS Arabic.  And when you see him not standing for the national anthem he is LOOKING rather heretical.  That's what I mean.  People start to make things forbidden and now instead of dude just stand , it becomes an ex-communication happening in our minds because he will DO forbidden stuff.  That's rather like opposing a Clinton or opposing a Bush, yes? Well that's what can't happen.  WE can't make ourselves BETTER than others because that's vanity.  That's a division.  That's royal.  

I could go on about how offensive that is not to stand for the anthem or to refuse to pledge allegiance to the flag but that would a be huge amount of other material.  

Now I want to discuss my personal situation.  I live with my mother.  You might think this pathetic.  If so, please proceed to uncap that jar of Petroleum Jelly you have been staring at.  Rest of you know well the reasons for NOT believing people to be pathetic.  

When you are in a perfect storm, like in the movie, you are surrounded.  I didn't understand that the first time I saw the movie.  They didn't spell it out for you on the weather map.  What's so perfect about it, I thought, once you are in it you are in it.  But the perfect storm was not about surviving the storm it was about avoiding the storm.  You see that?  There were THREE storms.   They went out deep enough to a place FAR from land to get a bunch of fish but way out there, while they were distracted, they allowed themselves to get surrounded by THREE hurricanes.  At this point, the only way out was through one of them.  

I understand this better than most because I ALSO am surrounded.  I was arrested by perhaps, a CORRUPT cop.  Not saying it is so, just saying maybe.  I told you this before that I was told to get off the bar stool then told to leave and then I refuse and then one cop got angry at me and decided to trap me in the drive-thru the next time I drove home.  And if it was just him, no problem.  Just avoid that guy in a city of millions and we just skip it like forever, but later came the part where his friends hide my license plate, refuse to give me water, keep me in a cell for hours dehydrated, boast about how much they dislike me, lose my calling card credentials and put my cuffs on too tight and send my parents on wild goose chase to get money.  It becomes more than just one guy it becomes whole storm of people wanting to BACK UP that guy that is really just way out there when it comes to normal cops, so much so that I honestly begin to FEAR going to the cops for anything.  

Ok that's one storm.  Now he may have had REASON to fear me.  I have been singing karaoke for close to 20 years.  I have been frequenting bars almost as long as I have been able to drink.  Everyone knows me here in the city not because I have done this or that but because I am a regular.  I have plenty of money because I live or lived with my parents on and off and I flung it at the bars while singing karaoke.  Now one day I find this guy that I knew LONG AGO and sang karaoke with and he is RUNNING karaoke so we become friends and I start to sing at his bar instead of others.  We become better friends and soon we are back at his house playing poker on a regular basis.  I soon get to know his landlord and then WE become friends.  

Good things.  

Now fast forward to they always had girlfriends and I am wanting to finally get married or something so I can bring her to poker and "have it all" and then one day a girl I am interested in asks the landlord about me and her response is to run out of the bar.  Was there a problem?  Was she a whore and she got warned that I wasn't going to pay?  Was she the daughter of the landlord and he lied about me cuz SCREW YOU NOONE sleeps with the daughter of the POOBAH!  Who knows.  Later we are playing poker and I VOICE my grievance.  At this point I am pissed... I mean if I can't count on my friends to give a thumbs up to a girl on my behalf why am I even WITH them.  This has nothing to do with drugs.  But later it seems it DID have something to do with drugs because if I would have just had simple disagreement with "a guy" that would have been the end of it.  We got mad, time passed, we got less mad, time passed, "hey how ya doing, let's have a drink".  That should have been how it ended but no.  Instead the movie The Grudge happened.  This landlord, turns out to have had a LOT of friends and this MOB of people turned out to have FEELINGS on the subject of people being mad at one of the BETTER people.  Fast forward to everyone tries to get along but can't.  Fast forward to that bar closes but not before I am booted out of my job by people that CLEARLY had some sort of hatred going on, that had nothing to do with work.  

That is storm 2.  Oh yeah, You can't imagine being in the shit I am in.  

After this, I am thankfully oblivious to most of what is going on because I chock full of 401k money and really a hole with a video game and a bottle of liquor is not such a bad hole.  Oh sure they tried to do as much as they could by sending agents online and crashing now TWO of my computers and causing all manner of disruption much as was possible without forcing me to call the police.  But had too much money to care.  I could still make it to the bar and publicly... they couldn't do much.  Especially if I still had money to spend.  So I stop going to that bar and go to this new bar.  An older bar when the owner knew and liked my sister a while back and I felt safe there since they knew me and I wasn't singing karaoke.  But this place is chock full of agents wanting me to JOIN THEM also.  I had already learned my lesson with going back to people's houses, thanks but no thanks, I will just drink away the rest of my 401k right here at the bar.  Besides, I kind of knew those other people were waiting for an excuse to claim "heresy" and I wasn't goign to GIVE them that excuse.  And besides also, I was still mad at them.  I was really QUITE oblivious to how these things worked at the time.  Well, one day one of their drug dealers comes to tell me that this person is a drug dealer and me with my faithful and diligent self goes back to that other one and tells her she was just ratted out.  In hindsight, saying this out in public was not the best move but piss on them I didn't want to be part of anything anymore, I had had it.   Well, I had had it with them and then they had it with me.  Minutes later I am arrested for DUI.  Yes, really. 

Now I don't want you to imagine being surrounded by three groups of people that all work in different areas of a huge city, that all HATE you, because you would literally be afraid to go out to the gas station but you can believe that there are people like me, who are actually living this life that I am in where even in an emergency room I honestly can't tell if the nurse is hating on behalf of the police who told her a story or the two OTHER groups of people that hate me because that's what people do to IMPERTINENT FOOLS who do forbidden stuff to THEIR people that are better.   

That is a perfect storm.  

It took the death of my father to get them all to quiet down.  It is quiet now.  For five years now I haven't been able to go to a theater without being harassed.  I drive down the road and people in full daylight will tailgate me with their lights on.  I show up at a drive-thru and people can't hear me.  But I am still just a regular person.  I haven't put anyone in jail.  I haven't sued the police.  I haven't beaten the TAR out of stupid people that have pushed me too far SO MANY TIMES.  

But now it's over and I wonder what do I do now?  How did I survive this?  Do I go back into the storm and try to conquer it somehow?  Do I warn people?  

One thing I do know is, it comes from Mexico.  This whole thing comes from evil and evil can only exist when OTHER people have a different way of thinking and try to make that work here.  At least I THINK so.  

I might have a skewed opinion on things.

PS.  Because these three groups of people know me, I have created perhaps a beast of people that work together that shouldn't.  People look at me, that I don't even know, with looks from the grave, and really, I haven't done anything all that terrible.  DUI,  people... what?