So it’s a new year. I don’t put much in new years and here in my family we don’t’ do anything for New Year’s eve. But here we are. It doesn’t feel much different from last year. Covid is still here and currently raging. Our leaders on the left are still as stupid and dishonest as they were last year, maybe more so. We are still not getting the truth about Covid. We are still in the downward spiral, ever surrounded by those “leading” us by force of power rather than by wisdom, logic and concern for our well being.
And so it goes.
Still , happy new year to you all. I truly hope that the turn of the year and the upcoming days bring you happiness, fulfillment and peace.
Once again, here, new things to come and new things to explore.
By Peter Weiss
You know, there comes a point where you have to let it all hang out. I don’t know if I’m there yet, but I’m sure feeling like it. So I’m going to go in another direction for awhile.
I’ve written some rants dealing with our wonderful commander in chief who continues to amaze us with how truly wonderful her is—at completely destroying America. These rants will continue. Rants will continue as a whole. What truly does amaze, no kidding, is how one person can be wrong so much of the time and get to be president where he continues to be wrong almost all the time.
Rant for within this piece is that I had an oil delivery the other day and the cost was up one hundred-fifty dollars from the last delivery. That’s a tank a month now for the winter, or six hundred dollars of the stimulus money that we got just for the winter, more like a thousand dollars more for the year if the prices stay where they are, which they won’t since Biden has no brakes and the price will continue to go up. Then electric is up twenty dollars a month or another two hundred and forty of the two thousand, and gas is up twenty five a tank, which is another hundred a month at least. Not to mention food and clothes and staples. That’s twelve hundred and a thousand and two-forty and everything else. Gee, I didn’t really get a stimulus, did I?
Oh well, lions and tigers and bears, oh my!
I’d like to talk some—I don’t know how much—about me and my life.
I don’t for a moment think that my life is special in any way. Quite to the contrary, I’ve always thought of myself as rather ordinary. But then as an ordinary man I get the sense that my feelings might be somewhat representative of a lot of ordinary people’s feelings and I think there’s something important in recognizing and addressing that shared connection.
It should be clear, if it is not already, that I do not ascribe to the subjective me, which is the me being taught nowadays as in my feelings are tantamount to anything and everything else. I feel like a girl today so I’m a girl today.
No. I do not believe in that bullshit. I do not believe I am what I feel. I believe that I have many feelings and that I am a composite of my actions rather than of my feelings.
That which our kids are being taught today is garbage, pure and simple. I learned that about ten years ago when I was covering a class doing the lesson that the teacher had left and a kid said to me that he didn’t want to learn that. He then told me what he wanted to learn.
Well…long story short, a principal heard that kid as he passed by the room and later told me I should have taught the kid what he wanted to learn and if I wasn’t so close to retirement he would write me up for my behavior.
Two plus two equals four, all the time. It’s not relative. And what that kid wanted to learn was also not what needed to be learned at that moment to be part of this society and succeed within it.
Sue me for my beliefs. Call me a domestic terrorist.
More pure bullshit they are shoving down our throats.
Lot s of it these days.
Anyway, in other parts of my writings and especially in my fiction I’ve written about and used for subject matter those things in my life that have affected me most. They are not extraordinary things, only things that are part of me and that have made me who and what I am. They are things that happen to a lot of people.
Someone whose life was extraordinary was my father, Nathan. He was three and a half years a POW in a Nazi prison camp and came back to no services from his country, yet he loved this country to death.
Extraordinary.
To be continued…
By Peter Weiss
We had our first freeze here in the Northeast two days ago. I was keeping the house a little cooler because oil prices are a dollar a gallon more already and will be even higher when it gets really cold. I have a kiddo and wife with some medical issues and the “cooler” is not really good for them. So I’ve raised the heat.
Now it’s a choice between buying certain foods or not because all the food is more expensive too and if you’re on a budget….
I know you all know this and I’m not alone in suffering through the outrageous idiocy our government has become.
Anyway, I could go on this way forever and will be saying more.
I’ve had some medical issues too, actually since the summer. They had gotten worse over the summer and in part that is why I’ve been away from here for awhile. It’s not the only reason. Part of me says that as moronic and anti-American as our leaders in control now are (they are not at all stupid, they just have a different agenda which they are being very successful with) half the country is actually either not interested or not using their mental faculties. Some of that half really believe in humanitarian stuffs, and are just looking at things without analyzing where we are being led overall. Others are just gaming the system and will bleed it dry and them complain about the teat not having any milk.
Those feelings have kind of coupled with the medical issues and kept me away. Sometimes I think: why bother?
That said, coming back, catching up with new Bill Wynn episodes and some new non-fiction. Am also going to post a new Kitchen Story in installments for blog size, this even before I publish the text of the original Kitchen Stories which will come out in book form. So…stay tuned.
I try to remember to think the best of everyone that deserves it. Our leaders, most of them, are not nice people and don’t deserve the benefit of the doubt. Most of them are selfish and greedy people masquerading as self-sacrificing crusaders. So as we move forward, try to keep a good thought for those people you can, and try to see our leaders for who and what they are.