Archive for the ‘Drama’ Category

Americas children in danger.

Wednesday, April 29th, 2015

I may tick some people off. I may have some agree with me… What this is an opinion and I as you are entitled to one:

What we need from our law makers is not more laws, or spending, or anything like that. We need sanity… law review, and a return to traditional values. Most importantly, we need to empower parents in the raising of their children. As a parent, I had a very healthy fear as my children grew older of the random nutjob calling CPS for me trying to discipline my children. I think, for the most part I did Ok. I had some big wins and some big fails… But that being said… It was always a thought in back of my mind…. Will someone see what I am doing and freak?

This ties the hands of parents… especially with "problem" children… Will there be abuse? Yes, and no law or CPS will stop it. Will a child feel picked on by their parents? Yes… I felt like I was.. but my mother was trying to make up for my father not really being a disciplinarian and then not being there… She did her best… And trust me… the woman never gave a thought to CPS when she grabbed the handiest thing to beat my butt with. I wasn't a bad kid… I was a lazy kid with a big mouth… (Not much has changed either). I really didn't get in trouble doing bad things… I got in trouble doing dumb things… or running my mouth… I was in 1 fight in school… Mr. Randy Johnson… Someone said I was "Talking about his Mama." which, looking back on it now was freaking funny, because I hardly knew the dude.. Never had a problem with him… I wonder what happened to him? Anyway… I digress..

"Parents" today are expected to deal with their kids, amid a barrage of influences outside the home…. All while, having God pulled out of school, being forced to drink this "everyone is special, everyone wins, don't hurt your feelings" kool-aid, violence and sex everywhere… and more and more people letting their children run wild… and parents wanting to just be friends… These are not your friends… these are spoiled brats with a "entitlement" mindset… They have no concept of working for your dinner.

We need to pull back on the "government knows best" reins… and give the power back to the parents. Not only that, hold parents accountable until their children are of age.

Empower the parents people… Support true morality… Support Prayer in schools… and expect more from our children. God gave you these gifts, and like any gift from God, they can be perverted and used for evil.

God bless parents that stand for their children… by standing in the way of their children making bad decisions.

That feeling you get….

Wednesday, January 14th, 2015

So I had a conversation today that really set me off.  I was mad, I was angry and I swore up and down I hadn't been mad like this in a long while… 

How long you ask?  I was thinking 5 years… So I run and grab lunch, feeling oh-so-antisocial and eat it at my desk alone antisocoally.  So I go to my blog to write about it all and my blog needs to be updated… So I update my blog then I geet a meeting reminder…

So, I am getting ready to go to a meeting and I get a call that my daughter's car just died.  The car that I purchased 12 years ago off the lot with 12 miles on it and I got even more mad… I couldn't believe how mad I was… and I was going to write a post on how mad and how full of rage I was and and and… 

Meh…

On my way to grab my antisocial Subway sandwich I prayed that Jesus take my anger and my rage over feeling slighted…. Before I got the call from my daughter.

By the time my meeting that I went to at noon was over, I sat back down at my desk to write about how angry… blah blah blah…  It's just not important.   Understand that I got very spun up and wanted to go all Hulk-Smash… and well.. it went away…  

So, I thank God that he answeres prayers.

 

 

 

Conservatism – The Sleeping Giant Part 1

Tuesday, April 8th, 2014

I typically don’t link to my blog from social media sources, but I feel pretty strongly about some things that twitter and facebook really don’t do a good job at letting me communicate my feelings well.  That being said: on to what’s on my mind.

 

For some time now, I have been watching things change in this country.  When I was growing up, you had the “common sense” liberals, the “common sense” conservatives and the ground in the middle all battling over what was and was not decent.   It was a little cleavage or leg here… maybe a see through top there… and God forbid someone actually cusses on television…  The whole world was in an uproar.  Somehow, from about 88-93.. yeah… within 5 years, that became normal and acceptable.  The homosexual community was relegated to San Francisco, New York, and other key pockets… They were not the norm, they were the novelty..  It was thought to be kind of intertaining to have a “gay friend” or a “gay relative”.  It wasn’t bad… you could say, “Not my thing, but whatever.”  And you were ok.  It seemed that they knew that what they were doing was wrong, but they didn’t care.  They felt like that’s just how they were and accept or don’t, they were who they chose to be. 

I wasn’t forced into sensitivity training for not agreeing with them, I wasn’t prosecuted for not paying attention to them.  I let them live, they let me live… no big deal.  It was toward the end of the Cold War and looking back, it seemed the country had bigger fish to fry.  We had to keep on our toes because the Russians seemed to have their hands in everything in direct opposition to what we did.  Our leadership was concerned with our place in the world and the protection of our people, our interests, and our borders. 

Then the wall came down and that started to change things in the world.  We watched on live TV as the protests Tiananmen Square took a serious turn.  We watched as Saddam Hussein invaded Kuwait and our forces mobilized to protect our allies.  We learned a new term: “Shock and Awe” and as a collective, hung on every word a man named “Storm’n” Norman Schwarzkopf we could get.  We watched as we stomped across the desert and took Iraq within days.  Our military was unleashed to do what our military was built to do.   Then for some reason, we stopped just short of our goal.  We had an opportunity to finish the job right then and there and we hesitated.  For some of us, this left a hole in our collective psyche; That things were left unfinished.  We left this thorn to be dig into our sides and it did just that for years.

Soon after the first Iraqi war ended we were treated to a new Liberal.  This new liberal pandered to the disenfranchised and the ignorant youth of this country.  He was younger,, understood how the media worked and could even play the saxophone.  He was well versed, well-spoken and had a charismatic charm that could get any intern to drop their pants.  New technology was developing faster than we could adapt, there was more money than ever to go around and we bought stock in fake companies, and rode that dot-com bubble all the way to Y2K.  This new demographic of liberal… the pro-gay, politically correct, “you have to be tolerant” chatter hounds  had established a beach-head.  They started to become organized.  They had this newfangled internet thing that the current VP created (sarcasm) and could talk and chatter behind the scenes… they could pool their creative resources and gather their forces.  By targeting the youth back in the 90’s, the liberal agenda captured the demographic that is most technically savvy.  Mom and dad (at the time) knew how to use a computer… they plugged it in, hit a few keys and could make the VCR tell proper time… but for the most part, a computer to them was that thing their manager had to put their time in on or it was that stuff in the movies.  I remember the first time that my mother heard I was using this thing called the internet… and was talking to people in Sweden…  You would swear she was Dorothy seeing Oz for the first time. The concept boggled her mind.  I, being the kind of geek that I was, dove in head first to this new technology.   I have been in the IT industry for at least 20 years, watching all this.  

So as I was saying, I watched liberalism sweep my (Gen X) generation.  We were taught that “The Old Boy’s” club was evil, and that “The Man” was keeping my generation down.  I watched as we were attacked by peace loving Muslims, again and again, and our response being lobbing a few cruise missiles or drop a “smart” bomb or two.  We didn’t really show force other than killing a poor janitor or two in the middle of the night.  We were too busy rolling in the money we had by shifting our construction, manufacturing, and industry to other countries.   We had shifted most of that to China and Korea because labor was cheap.  We didn’t care.  We managed everything remotely and rolled in the money as a country.  Just as planned, my generation became the generation of excess.  We have too much time to play games, eat food, and philosophize.  We became a generation of whiners and consumers.  We no longer were a generation that produced anything.  Yeah we wrote the software that made the world go round.  We pumped up the internet.  We developed the web pages and the code that made people laugh and kept the nation distracted, but we sold our future to the Chinese because it was cheaper and easier than doing it ourselves.

We, as a country then had to face scandal.  We had to stare into the face of this media giant, who was beloved by my generation (Yes I was a liberal at the time too) and ask the question: “Did you in any way have sexual relations with that woman?”  We were floored by the scandal.  The media (who I felt still had some integrity left) latched onto this story and as the pieces fell on blue dresses, audio tapes and cigars… we got to understand a new process in our media… Infotainment.  The news, which was our life line to the truth, began to speculate.  They inserted “what ifs” as possible facts… and retooled the truth as they saw fit.  They re-branded the prosecutor in the case from a truth and justice seeker to the villain.  He, at least to the Gen-X-r’s that I was around, the bad guy… the Debbie downer…. The party killer.  He was after our beloved media giant.

Whoa…. Ok, I am going to call this part 1… and will write more later… maybe…  Honestly I have to go to the bathroom and can’t think straight.  More later. 

Wednesday, March 20th, 2013

Apparently, I have an audience.

Well hello there!

Well hello there!

Not that I was trying to have an audience… but hey… I guess since it’s posted on the interwebs, it’s going to be viewed by SOMEONE… I should have known better.  With the throngs of groupies that I have already… someone was bound to read the blog I really haven’t posted to in almost a year.

Why have I moved here you asked?

It’s simple.  If I go off on a rant on FacePage, at least 400+ people (or whatever my friend count it) will see it.  Some of them are co-workers, some of them are former co-workers, a lot of them are people I went to high school with that just clicked on my name because they remembered it.  Heck, I even have friends like that.  The point is… Few people on FacePage are invested in me.  I use this as my personal journal of things I want to go back and look at.  I guess I could use my livejournal account.. That goes back to… 2002 I think?  That’s very much BC…. That’s fun just trying to remember how that went…  I went back and looked at some of those posts… I swear I was insane when I posted them…. Looking at that time in my life, I had to have been.  No blog wars, no friend drama, no ex-wife drama, no real kid drama, no financial drama, no work drama…

Holy Crap… God, what have you done?  I just realized that MY drama has dropped to next to nothing.  The people I choose to surround myself with… don’t come with drama…  They come with wine and cheese, hugs, stability, honesty, and a desire to lift up those around them.  That’s not commentary against anyone… that is commentary FOR some friends.

4 of the 5... We miss you Cheesecake.

4 of the 5… We miss you Cheesecake.

Thank you God.

 

 

Been praying….

Monday, April 9th, 2012

I have been praying on something lately… praying pretty hard… I haven’t gotten into the middle of anything.. haven’t fired any shots across anyone’s bow… but today, I was moved to send a text.. with the word “Mercy” to people in my family. I asked them to pray on it….

I have invested my blood, sweat, tears, prayers, time, and a big piece of my heart for almost 6 years… I have cried with, laughed with, journeyed with, held up, been held up by, supported, yelled at, been yelled at.. staggered, farted, lived real life with… for almost 6 years. I don’t think I have ever been closer to another man or woman other than my wife and children… And it honestly hurts me that this has gone away. When I said that she was my second (Plulonic) wife, I never really knew how true that statement was… when I refer to him as my brother… I really took that for granted too… until that was severed… I so desperately want that connection back…

So, I said today what I had to say… My heart is broken… and well… so is my wife’s. I have held my wife, night after night… her crying and hurt… her sister has cut her off…

I won’t get into what went on, because honestly, it’s not important to me. What is important is that there are two families that have so much history.. so much more than most people could fathom… who just were “done”.

My head just hurts, my heart aches, and this is the first time I am just sitting and really letting out how I feel about it. I am not going to confront, I am not going to belittle, I am not going to say “You should or shouldn’t” or point fingers.. because frankly I don’t care… My only advice here is to two people: You need to sit down, and have the heart to heart you two always said you could can have, not over a text or chat or email… but face to face, having an “ugly cry” with no walls, no accusations, no bullshit, no false front, no expectations, and most of all no holding back.  Then, AFTER THAT, if you chose to walk away from what we had, then walk away in agreement with a clear conscience.

It’s time to be real again… I don’t do good pretending people I LOVE don’t exist and I don’t do well when people pretend I don’t exist.

~The Ascended Dragon

Wondering why I bother.

Wednesday, January 4th, 2012

I am stuck in a bit of a situation.  I am having issues having so many liberal friends in Facebook.  I am constantly getting bombarded with various slams on Conservatives, Republicans, Christians, and other general rants on how people who expect other people to carry their OWN weight are screwing up the world.  Many of these people I have known for years and others I am even related to.  So… It actually stings when they make their comments, because I “belong” in some semblance to the groups they are bashing.  But if I say something about it, I have no sense of humor or I am unenlightened or even plain narrow minded.  So, now I am torn.  Do I take the abuse and be the “Salt and the Light” in this situation or do I distance myself from them?  So, I started Googling about it…

Came up with 1 Corinthians 15:33 :  Amplified Bible (AMP)

Do not be so deceived and misled! Evil companionships (communion, associations) corrupt and deprave good manners and morals and character.

So.. yeah…  I feel like I have justification for distancing myself… I even feel that it say something to other places in my life.

I feel bad even thinking it.

 

My head’s going to explode

Monday, December 5th, 2011

It looks like we’re under attack again… this time it seems like it’s across multiple fronts with my family.  My mom, my dad, and my kids… it’s spilling over into everything.  I am frustrated and have been praying all day for the Lord to change me… for the Lord to carry me, and for the Lord to lead me.  This feels so beyond me right now… Lord please carry me and my wife because we are overwhelmed and we are dependent on you… You are our breath of life… please Lord…