Friday, June 17, 2016

Hmm...

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I did get five, maybe six, hours of sleep in yesterday.  A bit from, say, 8:00 to 10:00, 10:30... then a bit from 13:30 to, say, 15:30 to 16:00...  Been up since.  The beef is in, but I am not quite ready for it.  I didn't get a call, but found out.  Needed the freezer.  So I asked for a bit of help and got it.  Went it with them this morning, put it on my store card, out of caution.  Then sent a check to pay for the butcher fees, so they can pick it up today.  Friday, is it?  Okay.  I was thinking it was Saturday.  Spinning double days with only a nap or two, and burning days like Sherman burned the South.  I just won't, can't, seem to break, die, sleep, or quit.  And, no, it's not bedtime yet.

Fire, in my dreams, anyway.  Blood.  You asked for it, take it.  While, even now, you can fight back, if you will and have the means, you shouldn't have had to fight.  Your dear leaders have betrayed you and you chose to be betrayed.  It probably won't affect me too much.  Until, as it looks like it's attempting to do, the government uses terrorism to go after us.  That will not protect anyone, only leave you all much more vulnerable.  I really have to figure my way out.  Just far enough that the lame and lazy, who are afraid of the real culprits, won't necessarily want to walk into a lion's den 'out there'.  We'll see.

Just watch yourselves out there.  Your government is too busy watching you.  Because, you know, you are a bigot and racist... to watch the people planning to murder you.  They are even now, including the GOPers, looking at rescinding your gun rights, as they say it, because you are just as bad as your murderers.  Gotta clean house folks.  McConnel needs to go.  He didn't get that he barely made it through the election, and only because he promised to be good.  Get him out of there.  If a Dem replaces him, at least it won't be one of "yours" stabbing you in the back.  The whole den of vipers are selling you out.  In more ways than one.  Just... watch yourself out there.

Later.
[untimely post, forgot to past this as per the time stamp... fiddling with it, too tired to get it right]

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