Thursday, November 28, 2013

Is that pumpkin pie or sweet potato...ugh..sweet potato...bleck

Today is the national holiday in the US where we celebrate giving thanks. Now I really want to try to be more positive about my blog and push away griping, bitching, moaning and complaining. So while this entry may seem like something from one of the previous categories as a gripe, a bitch, a moan or even a complaint it isn’t no matter how much it actually seems like it might be. Trust me I’m the one writing this I should know what I mean. Is this really a day of giving thanks and is that really what the meaning of the holiday is supposed to be. Most likely it would depend on who you ask about the holiday Little kids will say it is a day that there is no school and the pilgrims did stuff. You know stuff like fleeing an island where the rule of the land disenfranchised many of them for being the believing in the wrong religion or in the wrong birth order, born in the wrong social standing or even being born the wrong gender. And other stuff like shunning the natives and treating them exactly like they were treated on their little island home. Shunning them for being the wrong religion, being uneducated, taking advantage of their willingness to share, and not even recognizing them as humans. Yet still these new people to the pilgrims supposed forgave and helped the idiots from the little island. Perhaps they regret that choice but it wasn’t likely something as big as the land mass that is the US would have gone unnoticed for much longer and really had been known about for a while anyway. Just getting here was a bit dicey. Assuming the pilgrims were just as bad as they were good, why are we celebrating them. On to the native peoples, while they were taken advantage of by the invading funny dressed people, were they really all that nice. Seems that they were just as bad. Wars along tribal lines just like all the invaders. Where as the Euro-trash coming over warred as England, France, Spain and others. The natives warred with one another under the names of Iroquois, Ottawa, Crow, Osage, Cherokee, and others. They had there own governmental problems but certainly for all the lack of European based education certainly was better for the community as a whole, you know until those pesky other groups decided to bash your head in for being born in the wrong group. It still baffles me that they just didn’t fall upon this funny dressed people and bang them on the head with rocks until they died. Guess they felt sorry them for being dressed so funny. Anyway if the first settlers and the native peoples were all not so pleasant to deal with on the whole surely the ideals of giving thanks should be something we can all gather to and agree is the reason for the holiday. What do we give thanks for though, the holiday propaganda would have us think that having family and food are the reasons to give thanks. Not to sound too much like some one who practices Buddhism shouldn’t this be something that humbles us every day and the Buddha isn’t the only one who attempts to corner the market on this thankfulness game. All the “major” and yes even the “minor” belief systems seem to talk a lot about the importance of family, thankfulness for blessings and life and such things. The quotes about major and minor are to denote that because your belief system doesn’t have the number of followers of some other billion ranked system doesn’t make it any less important. There is the argument that this is a non religious holiday and the belief system isn’t really a part of the whole thing, so take your “you should give thanks everyday argument and put it on the shelf”. You thought I was going to say something else didn’t you (wink) see I have a moral compass …sometimes it even works. That isn’t going to fly but taking the belief system out and from a purely not belief system shouldn’t thankfulness be an every day thing and not a once a year celebration. And if it is really all about being thankful and sharing. Why is it that we are gathering together to over indulge and argue with loved ones about politics, religion, sexual orientation, bad habits, and all the other reasons families across this land will say mean and hateful things. Or instead of saying them, just thinking them and drinking too much to drown out the demons, or better still push those feelings down deep inside until we take them out of coworkers or in our own smaller nuclear family. That says happiness and thanks right. In review we have a holiday in which we are supposed to be happy, thankful and celebrate community sharing and helping out our fellow humans. We celebrate it by, over eating, over drinking, saying bad things about the people we care most about, do horrible things to those we care about and preparing to spend every dollar we have save and some that credit cards will allow us to spend on things we really don’t need. Boozed up, over full shopping. Hmmm… perhaps we do celebrate it properly the pilgrims were a groups not so happy people who met some people who only liked themselves in small groups who got together that one time had a great meal then started screwing each other over everyday since. Well then sorry for all the critical review of things seems we are doing it right. Grab your pie, turkey thigh and your booze du jour and enjoy. In other news Seriously though be thankful everyday for all the things we all, including me, take for granted and over look all too often. We all have problems and may not have everything we want in our lives but if you have a place to sleep at night that is dry, clothing to wear and food to eat and even just one person who is happy to see you most every day. You have a lot more than millions in the US and billions around the world. Give thanks for everyday not just on holidays. Well, that’s all for now, other stuff on a tomorrow most likely Thank you for reading, please subscribe, Happy Birthday if it’s your birthday and a very merry un birthday if it isn’t your birthday Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood. Ciao, PS 3 Gamer Tag: invisible don PO Box 4425 Roanoke VA 24015 BF3 Stats

Saturday, November 16, 2013

This is me doing that writing thing that I do

My son, stunt boy asked me recently, if I still wrote in my blog. Which I said yes but then quickly had to edit the answer to say I still have my blog but I haven’t written much lately. I didn’t really need to edit my answer but I felt like just leaving the answer as yes was not so much lying to him as lying to myself. I’ve been meaning to write but lately I’ve been conflicted and angry and emotionally charged that writing seemed to become clouded in all the things I’ve been plagued with lately in my life. The blog has been largely cathartic in helping deal with things in my life and to just chronicle things in my life not so much a hey come here and learn about these opinions I have on a particular topic which is most blogs. So it has lacked a focus. Said lack of focus allows me to write about what ever I damn well please and no one can say, that is not what you do here. But on the other side of that is lack of focus some time the forest is lost in the trees. There are things I want to write about but then I don’t because: pick a reason I might offend someone … I’m not so invisible as I once was. There was a time when only a select few people really knew who invisible don was or was not. Now the cat is out of the bag and I can’t write things that I once did. I said it was cathartic so if you go back and read something that offends you … sorry my emotional growth happens in words. When things were written that is how I felt I may or may not feel that way now. I don’t know enough about something to make a statement. While I think I’m fairly intelligent I also know that I don’t know a lot. Sure that doesn’t stop some people from talking endlessly about something they know nothing about. I sort of like to have some knowledge about something before firing off a rant or a diatribe. Although Lance Armstrong really fucked me over on that one, not that he reads my stuff but mmm humble pie with a scoop of in your face cream. That said I still believe that the US Anti-doping agency is a huge waste of money and not just them there are a lot more things that can be trimmed away and not hamper our government. Religion and Politics, sure they certainly fill the space up and the previous statement is what it is. It is my firm belief that only people paid to talk about religion and politics should talk about them. Most people don’t read religious or political things to firm up their beliefs they read about what the other side is doing wrong and to try and change someone’s mind about their political or religious belief you would be better off trying to teach birds to swim and fish to fly. My job. I can’t really talk about my job, because I would loose my job if I wrote about it in any way that someone could figure out who I was talking about. For those of you who may not know I’m a child abuse investigator where I live. So it isn’t really things that people want to read about. Everyone says I couldn’t do your job and they certainly don’t want to read about it. Plus I type a lot of the day to typing at night is sometimes too much. Leaving me in a place where I spend a lot of time doing one job or another and not a lot of time to write or more specifically not taking the time to write. It is a really a combination of things. Being a single parent, having two jobs, trying to entertain myself and read but then to do the writing thing too. I don’t think I have it worse than most people, in fact my life is pretty good for the most part. There are things I want to change and I’m working on that. Change can only happen so fast and only so many things can get done in a day. Editing is not one of things that is put on the to do list, though it should probably be on there. You can figure it out most of the time, and when you can’t, you can ask what I meant. Rule of thumb though before you ask, if you think it’s about you it probably isn’t so only ask if you think you want no for the answer. However if it is you and the answer is yes you should be prepared for that as well because I’m not going to apologize for feeling a certain way. I can be mad as hell at someone and feel all sorts of ways about it, writing about it helps me not do the things I think about doing. We all have those thoughts Writing though I haven’t been, but I’ve been meaning to do it or get back to it. I’m making my students write every week, which makes me read. The purpose of them writing is to practice at writing. Something I should be doing here. Here is me doing that writing thing about why I’m not doing that writing thing that I do. I promise to do more of the trying to do the writing thing. Good news for those of you who enjoy my rambling bad news for those of you who wish I would drop dead. You know which group you are in and mostly I do too. Relationships are fun, especially the dysfunctional ones. In other news. Stunt boy is currently in a play. He has been in two plays. Both of which he has had the smallest on stage part in the play. He has made this his quest to try out and to get the smallest part in any play his school is doing. He wants the drama club to develop an award for this so his legacy will live on, long after he has graduated. Person with the most small parts in drama. I really think it’s a clever way to acknowledge the supporting players who may have no desire to be in the spotlight but enjoy being there next to, or near to, or somewhere close to, on the same stage as someone doing more. The play is wonderful and for a high school production it was really rather good. I saw it twice. It was fun sitting in the audience hearing people say good things about stuntboy. Being invisible does have some advantages, still think flying is the better super power but hey you work with the tools you have, right. Well that’s all for now Thank you for reading, please subscribe, if today is your birthday, happy birthday and if today is not your birthday a very merry un birthday to you. Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood. Ciao, PS 3 Gamer Tag: invisible don