About this blog

This page was set up to be interactive. I want to get a feel for people's views and opinions, so please do not hold back. Just let it rip, because you know I will. My goal is to have this page become a community of intelligent and passionate thoughts. We all have experiences in our day to day that shape our minds and our lives. Let it all out here, and leave it here. If you continue to post strong comments, and make impressions, I will give you direct posting privileges.


Sunday, October 28, 2007

We're almost a year out....

So, here we go! The race for the White House is about to drop the hammer, and start down that long final stretch. Of course we know who the early favorites for the primaries are, and I'm sure we are starting to draw our own opinions and conclusions on who we really support. I am hoping this blog will be viewed by both Democrats and Republicans, as we work together to better our understanding of the candidates and the issues. But, I have got to tell you. I have been considered a strong conservative republican for quite awhile now, and I may be making a change at the booth next year....



I mean, the more I think about it, the more my upcoming decision makes sense. The more video I see, and the more audio I hear, the clearer my and the country's destiny becomes. After all, we have already given away the state of California. I don't think there is much in the way of a discussion there.

We refuse to secure our borders from the thousands and thousands of illegal immigrants who continue to infest our beautiful land; and then populate like it was their job. By the way, how much longer until they can remove that BS law, that if you are born here, you automatically receive American citizenship?

We have completely lost sight of the fundamentals this country was founded upon. As the power of political correctness and protecting the weak, has officially eclipsed the premise of hard work and natural selection. Screw survival of the fittest, we are in the age of suppressing all that is strong and masculine, as reward and praise now go to those who need it most, not deserve it most.

We continue to pay a higher and higher percentage of our paychecks to fund programs that not one single individual reading this blog will EVER need or utilize. Most of these newer initiatives are designed to pay for all the northbound infestation I discussed earlier, as more and more money gets thrown at the problem instead of being invested into the solution. I mean seriously - shoot me in the face! I could continue, but I feel my blood pressure getting too damn high!

So, there it is. I figure in this type of country we live in today, who better to become our next president, than some superficial, insincere, untruthful, spineless, cackling bitch. I mean just listen to her, if that laugh doesn't f-ing scream qualification to become the leader of the free world, than nothing does.

If you haven't done so already, please view the clips at the top of the page.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Workout Etiquette

So, how about the guy who goes over to the dumbbell rack, carefully selects his weights of choice, and flashes the mirror his best blue steel? Instead of grabbing his weights, and walking to another area, this guy takes a very courteous half step back, and begins to do his lateral shoulder raises. I mean what the hell? And for me, it just ruins whatever I am doing, because I cannot look away, and I cannot help but to get pissed. I try everything. I'll concentrate on a single point of focus, I'll look harder into the mirror, heck, I'll even shut my eyes. But nothing works. I always feel as if it is my job to teach this guy a lesson. Hell, I could be on rep #2, and instead of finishing my set, I'll very casually walk towards the dumbbell rack, and select the weights smack dab in front of the inconsiderate bastard. Now I know this kinda makes me a prick as well, but we all have our pet peeves, right? The best is when the guy doesn't catch the drift, and I very casually make him move again by returning the weights to their proper spot. Baby games? Babygames.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

California Wildfires

I mean, the last few days, I have felt like the end of the world was coming...

Sunday evening I walked out of a store around 6pm, and headed towards my car. Upon exiting, my eyes immediately shot up to the sky, and it was just God awful. The sunset was competing with immense plumes of blood red and black smoke. And I will tell you, the sun was a pathetic adversary to what I was witnessing. I was aware of the fires going on elsewhere, but nothing near my location. As I made my way to the top of the parking structure, there it was, all laid out before me. The vantage point I had was like no other, just devastatingly brilliant, and for a few minutes I was just mesmerized by the colors. Eventually, I came to my senses, and realized the direction I was looking...right at my gosh damn neighborhood. WTF! I threw my shit in the car, peeled out of the garage, and immediately phoned my wife. As I could have guessed, she was completely unaware of the tragic events taking place near our home. I told her to look outside, towards the east, and start thinking of which possessions would join us for our great escape. When I arrived, all the neighbors were outside of their houses, all with that same look upon their faces. That look that just screams - What the fuck am I supposed to do now? I listened as people hypothesized to how the firemen would battle the blaze, and their theories on an advancing wildfire. I figured it wasn't the appropriate time to then voice my opinion on how f-ing stupid I thought they were. Absolutely nothing worse in this world than an absolute dipshit, self-declaring himself as the village fire expert!

Everyone is just staring to the east, watching the orange glow come closer and closer to our brand new, beloved neighborhood. Then it got really good, as a couple more idiots decided they should go take a closer look, to get a "better feel" for the threat. Just what the fire department needs, a bunch of dickheads in their cars, driving up for a better view of the blaze, and getting in the gosh damn way. So, of course I did the logical thing - and I called "Shotgun!" As we drove closer, I realized just how fucking stupid people really are, as hoards of individuals had the same idea as we did. We were actually way under dressed for the apparent party, as people were turning this into a night of entertainment. People had lawn chairs out, sitting in groups, sitting on top of their vehicles. Blankets, coolers, the whole 9 yards! It might as well been the 4th of July. As for us, we didn't make it much further, and the fire...the fire just looked like hell itself was making a house call. At this point, I'm only thinking of two things. My new house is going to burn, and I know damn well i do not have enough homeowners insurance.

Needless to stay, I didn't get a lot of sleep Sunday night, as I was just waiting to hear the knock on the door to be evacuated. The smoke was becoming intolerable, as even the inside of the house was beginning to take on the scent. It's that same feeling you get when you wake up 30 minutes before your alarm clock is set to go off - can't sleep because you fear it going off any second. The next thing I knew, I really was hearing my alarm clock, and I went to take a peak out of the blinds. The smoke was all around, and was still shutting out the sun. I grabbed a face mask, and journeyed outside to get a damage report. Yes, the smoke was still quite overwhelming, as it was tough to keep its sting out of your eyes. But, through squinted vision, I could see that we had dodged a bullet. The wind, the ash, and the smoke, did manage however to really turn this picturesque area into a complete mess. Everything stunk, there was soot everywhere, and fallen tree limbs lined most of the roads.

It seemed like we really got lucky this time, but as I turned on the news, it was jaw-drop-time once again. Overnight, the perfect storm of arid conditions, Santa Ana winds, and brush fires, just did its job to kick the ever living shit out of this beautiful state. Fires had broken out all over the southland, and they were taking homes, they were taking businesses, and they were taking lives. San Diego was just getting killed, and by that morning, over 250,000 homes had already been evacuated. By the afternoon, the numbers had already trumped the travesties seen during Hurricane Katrina, and there was no end in sight.

Fast forward a couple of days, the fires are still blazing, and firefighters are working endlessly, tirelessly, to save as many lives and structures as possible. I think we can all agree, that this will go down as one of the major natural disasters of our time. People's lives have been forever changed, and in some instances, taken. People will be waking up all over the southland tomorrow morning without their homes, without their possessions, without so much as a single tangible memory. An absolute disaster. Now, I know it's early, and I could be proved wrong here, but where is the controversy?...Where are all of the people shouting at the top of their lungs, how these fires were ultimately the responsibility of George Bush's right wing administration?...More importantly, where are all the so called minority leaders, screaming for the heads of those in charge, who have so purposely fallen derelict of their duties to protect the wanting masses?...Will we see a telethon?...Who will be the first tearful celebrity to stand before a camera, asking the rest of the country to contribute to the cause?...Who is going to be the asshole this time, who voices his thoughts on how our President hates black people?...Or perhaps, in this case, because of Orange County and Malibu, maybe it's really the white people that he detests? These are all questions, that I will soon hopefully get answers to.

Please leave your comments below, as I am interested to see your thoughts on this matter.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Emergency Rooms

I am not sure how many of you have needed to attend an emergency room in southern California lately, but I promise you it is one hell of an eye-opening experience...

This is my first entry in my blog, so I'm not trying to make anyone too upset out of the gates. But, I just cannot help it, I need to voice my opinion on this issue. In my line of work, there is a need to frequent emergency rooms, and every time I leave, I'm all fired up and ready to assemble my picketing sign. It's not the proficiency of the doctors, as I'm always rather impressed by their level of engagement. It's not the capabilities of the the nurses, as I'm always rather impressed by their willingness to help. As a matter of fact, the real travesties of the ER do not even occur behind the often guarded doors. The real travesty seen in most ERs is that little girl sitting in the corner, waiting, wiping away tears, while the pain in her tummy continues to escalate.

You see, until now, these situations were mere hypotheticals in my eyes. I always knew there was a chance, but until now, the experience never hit home. Now, we're not talking about an ER in south central, LA. This was the scene at an esteemed institution, in a beautiful town, right on the outskirts of Los Angeles. My friend's daughter waited for hour upon hour, doubled over in pain, as family after family went in before her. More importantly, because of the numbers that many of these families traveled in, getting a seat in the waiting room was also an exercise in patience. Now, I am not saying that many of these patients before my friend's daughter were not equally as sick. But, what I will tell you is that there is zero chance of multiple children in a given family requiring immediate and emergent care! You see, ERs will not, and cannot turn away care. They will treat anybody and everybody that comes to their counter. BS!

My friend's 7 year old daughter eventually needed to have surgery to remove a burst appendix, and she waited while other children got treated for their sniffles and coughs. She had to wait in pain with a burst appendix while family upon family went in before her for their free check-ups. And I say free, because these people are not paying their hospital bill. Now you ask, how the hell could I ever really know this for sure? Truth is, I cannot. But more importantly, I do not have to. ERs are getting shut down all over the state, because hospitals are completely unable to collect on their bills. Unfortunately for the hospitals, it is very difficult to collect from individuals who do not exist. No taxes are paid. No social security is paid. No ER bills are paid. The liberals of this country, led by Hillary Clinton, stand on their soapboxes, crying out for the need for a national health care system. I say one already exists! And exists with the minimal funding the US government. This just shows the economic genius of the woman. Let's go out of our way to reduce the level of medical care in this country, and let's further burden the government with the cost of this standardized care. Just brilliant!

If you want test my claims, feel free to visit any one of your nearby hospital ERs. You actually owe it to yourself and your family to gauge the situation at various hospitals. This very important recon, could help you determine which hospitals have been labeled "bueno", and represent a longer wait. By the way, the account of my friend's daughter took place around 2pm. After 10pm, when the likelihood of being discovered plummets, the described situation worsens exponentially. Take home message - if you live in California, you pay taxes and have a social security number, make sure you get sick in another state, or make an appointment.