Tuesday January 21, 2014 0818
The other day, a subjective time
period I can actually remember, The Goat Man and I went to the dollar store for
shampoo and conditioner. Although, I
seem to have found peace with pissing in the woods, it still feels odd to shop
at the dollar store. Prior to this
adventure the dollar store was a place where my grandmother shopped. But this day we went to the dollar store.
The night before somebody had broken
into the dollar store and stole all of the non-perishable food items. Nothing else was missing. How disturbing is that? I am not sure I even consider them criminals. Maybe they were just providing for their
children. So many children on the
streets these days in this record cold winter and the government does nothing.
I do not think socialism when I
think about the best government, but I believe in the old adage it takes a
whole village to raise a child. I see
our world dividing in two. It is those
who find people more important than possessions against those that find
possessions more important than people.
Those children are growing up in a world with no mercy, in a world where
they have nothing to lose, and in a world where death is an everyday event. They are strong and hardy. They have immune systems of steel and they
have remedies from nature. Those
Americans the government has forgotten with rebel.
When the rebellion comes what side
are you going to be on? I, honestly, do
not know where I stand, but I am starting to think about it. I’m starting to wonder how I will protect my
family, where is the best place for my family, and how prepared am I to survive
through the battle? I am not a fighter,
but I need to stay safe until those that are fighting finish. I need adversity for whatever conditions may
come.
Each morning I come to the YMCA and
I do my homework, chart for my job, and work out. Yes, this fat female in her forties works out
almost every morning at 0530. I lift in
the three digits, just 20lbs less that The Goat Man, not too bad. I am weaker now since last year’s problem
with the thyroid, but that is in the past and I am now a force to be reckoned
with. Never judge a book by their cover,
right?
I watch everyone socialize here at
the YMCA. Everyone here is very nice,
but none of them seem to be concerned about people being shot in the movie
theatre, only food being stolen from the dollar store, or the amount of
homeless Americans, including children, are now apart of this world. It has nothing to do with age, sex, religion,
or race. It has to do with a failing
government, a struggling economy, and our leaders messed up priorities.
I live in a country where I am
allowed to post I am unhappy with the way things are going in my America and I
love that! I am worried that my right to
feel this way and to talk about it is in jeopardy. I sleep in a mini-van, but I lay down last
night with a full belly and a warm bed with protection from the elements. I just want the same for all Americans.
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