Woke Bullshit

Getting tired of hearing about all this abnormal behavior and how some folks want the rest of us to believe it is ok. Ok to be a pedophile, I think not. Ok to have weirdos doing drag queen crap to anyone under 18, again nope. To say it’s no big deal to trafficking people, especially children, hell no.

I seem to remember a phrase, might have been my Dad that told me this or someone else: You are what you do, not what you say you’ll do. Well I’ve seen a lot of folks lately who are saying a lot of stupid things, and some who are saying all the “right” things. Problem is, in a lot of cases, they are all doing the wrong thing.

I don’t care if you are left, right, center, whatever, kids are always off limits. They should not be “groomed” or exposed to abnormal behavior, they are certainly not able to determine if they want to be a boy or a girl. Biology matters, but some folks call you names for simply stating facts. When the left, and yes I am calling out the left, far left, center left, whoever stands on the side of evil, starts screaming and name calling simply because we say things they disagree with (and by disagree with, I mean all the stupid things they claim). You cannot simply be a woman, nor can you suddenly decide you are a man. Sex offenders should not be allowed anywhere near kids, yet we have schools and teachers who think nothing of trying to indoctrinate our children with their idiotic, far left stupid ideas.

I think we need a reset here in America. We should be proud of who we are and what this country (used to) stand for. Our rights matter, nobody can tell me or anyone else differently. Our kids matter, and they need to receive a good quality education and have family around them that loves them. We need to get rid of all the teachers/administrators that believe they know best and are actively trying to keep parents out of schooling. We need to start electing better people and quit keeping all the shitbags going to D.C. If a congressman or Senator will not willingly give up and go home to work in their home state or city, then we should not re-elect them. Look where these idiots who’ve been in Congress too long have gotten us. In the proverbial shitter is where.

America needs to do better, we need to end this wokeness, DEI, ESG, and all the other crap that is percolating in our legislatures as well as businesses. Look long and hard at who is running for office, look even longer and harder and businesses you are currently buying from. Decide to make a difference and find others who are likeminded. We can stop the bullshit, but only if we are willing to step up.

Long Weekend

Nice to put another week in the books, better that we have a three day weekend! Trying not to pay much attention to all the “pride” talk and other noise going on with our media these days. Got to stay sane somehow, and not listening to the garbage printed or droned on about seems like a good way to go.

Not that things aren’t troublesome, but at some point you have to celebrate the good things in your life and let the other crap just flow over or around you.

Normal

Times change I get that, however normal behavior does not. Yes, societal standards can evolve, but right and wrong are pretty constant. I really don’t like to think about all the temporary insanity going on today, but I am forced to deal with it daily.

What was for a very long time considered pedophilia is now being pushed by some as normal, it’s not. Men cannot be women, and women cannot be men, those are simple truths. How you choose to perceive yourself, well that is on you. It’s not on me to live in that make believe world you’ve chosen. Live your best life, don’t compel everyone else to live it with you.

I refuse to play the pronoun game, this constantly changing language is just another way to make people accept the abnormal behavior of a limited few. Just like the every changing discussion about Global Warming/Climate Change. The Earth is fine, as George Carlin once said, “Its the people that are fucked.” We simply can’t allow this constant moving of the goalposts, normal is being twisted into whatever some folks think, aided by the media who continue to lie and manipulate all of us.

There is nothing normal about what we are dealing with on a daily basis. Between the news/editorializations and social media constantly pushing topics most of us don’t care about, we are being fatigued. I am ready to just stop, just move away from all of it and just have one on one conversations with real people discussing things like the weather, or how their latest project is going, anything but some media driven talking points. I doubt we can ever get away from those since that is what “they” want us to deal with.

I am tired of being barraged with bullshit. Can we all just go about our lives in a normal fashion and stop being pushed down a path of division and hate? What would happen if we all ignored the media, didn’t accept their narrative, stopped dealing with all the whiny sniveling asshats that are such a small percentage of the population. If we all refuse to accept their “new normal”, what would happen?

My Favorite Coffee(s)

Not going to lie, I enjoy coffee. I generally have 2-3 cups a day, on occasion when it’s an early day with customer calls, maybe 1-2 more. That said, I am fairly particular on which types of coffee I like. Over the past year or so, I’ve tried the following brands:

Kauai Garden Isle Medium Roast
Caribou Blend Medium Roast
Black Rifle AK47 Medium Roast
Magnum Exotics Big Island Blend
Tullys Hawaiian Blend Extra Bold (whatever that is)
Dunkin Donuts Medium Roast
Maxwell House Medium Blend

I’ve even tried (and generally hated) a number of the variety packs. Keurig makes one that is not all bad, it had Newmans Own Organic, Laughing Man, Donut Shop in it. The worst was the Victor Allen variety pack, there was nothing about it I liked, all of their flavors were at best bad.

Of the various coffee brands I’ve had, I keep ordering the Kauai Garden Isle and Caribou pretty regular. I like the flavor of both, they are pretty consistent quality. The only issue I have with the Kauai coffee is that they sometimes ship it in foil pouches that once open, cause the coffee pods to go stale. I prefer the pods that are sealed individually. The last batch I got was like this.

I like the medium roast because generally the flavor profile is the best. I am not saying that a dark roast or French roast will not taste good, but the darker roasts seem to lose more of the flavor because of the longer roasting time. The darker roasts also have less caffeine in them (go figure, I like my caffeine). While I am a K Cup sort of guy 90% of the time, I do enjoy a good grind, its just that the majority of my time is in my home office where it’s much easier to brew with my Keurig. Prior to 2014 I was an in the office type worker and took whatever we got in our break rooms. After that I became 100% remote working with my first Keurig (lasted 5 years). I am on my second Keurig (not sure which model, does it really matter) which is going strong after 4 years of hard labor

Given all that, what is my favorite coffee, and then what is the best value? I think my favorite is either the Black Rifle AK47 or CAF, depending on my mood at the time. BRCC coffee is fairly expensive on a per cup basis, somewhere over $1 per cup depending on when you buy and if you have any discounts. I generally don’t purchase it without at least a 20% off coupon or free shipping or both.

For me the best value (and taste) is going to be either the Kauai Garden Isle or the Caribou. Both are generally in the .45 cent to .60 cent per cup range. They both taste good and have a great aroma. While I am not a cheapskate at heart, I do try and get the best value for the dollar, for me I regularly drink both the Kauai and Caribou offerings and mix in a few others when I can.

Dad

My father passed away 17 years ago today. He battled cancer for three years before finally going home to be with God. For most people it’s difficult to express all the ways their parents impacted their lives. My Dad was the person who taught me what it means to be a man, a father, a husband. I miss having the ability to consult him on a variety of issues from simple to the most difficult.

He was not a perfect man, I know we tend to forget the rough edges or failures when we remember those we’ve lost. While he lived, he showed me daily the way to act and how to show respect for others. He also taught me to never let anyone hurt me or mine. I remember my first “fight” in 5th grade, walking home from school someone ( as boys will do) got upset and tried to be mean. He said something about my Dad being bald. So I got upset about that perceived insult and the fight began. When I got home my father asked me what happened and I told him. He looked at me very seriously and said “Well I am bald, but I appreciate you defending me”.

I like to think that I try to make better choices based on lessons from my Dad, and that my children will make better choices and be better people than I am because of lessons they learn from me.

Ultimately I am exactly who I am because of the influence of my Dad. That is likely the greatest gift I could ever give him.

Logan

I originally wrote this 5 years ago and it pretty much still holds true. It would be Logan’s 27th birthday soon and I still get a little agitated when it comes around. The phrase “Time heals all wounds” is somewhat correct. The stunning sadness and uncontrollable anger of all those years ago has faded. The hurt, is still there and I will never be fully over the loss. I am not the same man I was back in 1996 (thankfully) but neither am I the same man that wrote this just five years ago. I know someday that I will be greeted at Heaven’s gate by all of my family that went before me, and my Logan will be right up front. For that alone, I look forward to leaving this life and embracing a new beginning.

“This marks Logan’s 22nd birthday. I am unsure why but for the first time the date showed up and somewhat surprised me. I am always very aware of March 21st, I know when it will be here and what day of the week it is on. I even get a little grumpy during the week, less so each passing year, but I still notice it.

My son was lost to us before he had a chance to meet us. It is, to this day, the worst event in my life. Losing my father was bad, but not nearly as bad as losing a child. His death triggered something very special in my life, a desire to see the Lord. Without his loss, I am unsure if I would’ve changed the way I did.

Yes I was angry, mad at God for taking my son. I was bitter for a very long time, but because of people I met after losing him, I realized there were no real answers coming. I would never fully understand what happened, nor why.

I found solace in various books about bad things happening to good people. I grieved deeply at a loss I could not understand, that I could do nothing about. Eventually I returned to prayer and going to church. God had been waiting for me to return and I finally did one day in 1996.

It is not easy giving up your anger and pain, I still retain some of both to this day. He provided comfort and mercy to me and my family. I spent many days still sad and angry, but those lessened each passing year. He provided me with a relief valve when I needed it, He held me when I was unable to keep going. He gave me the ability to cope, one day at a time.

I will never stop missing my son, but one day I will know him. One day I will understand why we lost him.I don’t know when that will be, but I know these things will happen, I will be whole again.”

Faith

Why is it that some folks have such a hard time believing in God? Is it because we often try to reason through issues like “How can evil exist if God is good?” You wouldn’t be the first to stumble on that question. Many struggle with the idea of evil, it can be a large obstacle to believing in God. But consider this, without a concept of ultimate good, how can we have any idea of what evil is?

I believe the limit of my knowledge prevents me from being able to understand how God could allow the pain and suffering we see in the world each day. But I also believe that God is not limited, that he uses these situations to bring us closer to him, that he has allowed these things to happen for our own greater good.

We may not understand them now, but we will have the opportunity to understand them once we join the Lord. The Weaver by Grant Colfax Tuller My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me. I cannot choose the colors, He worketh steadily. Oft times He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride, Forget He sees the upper and I the underside. Not till the looms are silent and the shuttles cease to fly, Will God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why. The dark threads are as needful in the Weaver’s skillful hand As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned. 

A little knowledge is helpful, but a little faith goes much further. You have to try very hard to deny the existence of God, but very little effort is needed to believe in Him. The Bible says (Proverbs 8:17 among many) I love them that love me; and those that seek me early shall find me. It does not say all will find Him. It says some, those that seek.

If our hearts are working to discover God, then we will. It has been said that God shows just enough of Himself so we can find Him if we are looking. Seems pretty simple after all. Seek Him out, He is there for us. Of course, you could blind yourself to the clues that are there, try to deny they exist, but then that would be a lot of hard work.