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Words to live by.

Many of you know my philosophy on life.
  • Don't grow old it's a waste of time
  • I don't doubt the existence of God, but his line is always busy, and his voice mail is full. At least they are when I call.
  • If there is a God, his only commandment was, "I'm giving you this planet with all of its possibilities and assets. Don't fuck it up."
  • All of the problems in the world are caused by 5% of the people. Depending on the problem you may be counted in the 5%.

Some problems are caused by groups that defy my 5% rule but don't blame my math, blame reality TV. Remember Donald Trump didn't invent himself. He had parents and odds are somehow, someway they were dysfunctional.

We don't fix anything anymore. There are potholes galore in every street in America. We have bridges falling, and we still don't fix the ones that are standing, no matter how many are killed when they fall.

We are afraid of everything. We became that way when we began to believe in the 1% rule. The 1% rule is that when confronting a difficult decision if there is a 1% chance that the thing we're looking at (War with Iraq WMD) could be a problem than protective actions should be taken.
Bike helmets, constant parental supervision of kids, searching luggage at airports, putting drug users in jail, etc. The list of so-called preventative prohibitions is long and their outcomes admittedly not that useful.
I wish we listened to the thoughtful people who ask for compassion, love and kindness to rule our lives. Instead, there are too many of us acting like kids after the pinata breaks and spews candy all over the ground. We dive in and grab as much as we can.

But enough about us, let me ruminate on us.

5%er's that PO me this week. Not to get all Andy Roonyish here, but what is it with drivers who come upon a closing lane and immediately speed up to the merge point, and then barge into the front of the line? They do this while passing some people who have already merged into the proper lane with the assistance of kind people who are already there.  These people are the reason that, besides concealed carry, it should be legal to have fender guns to blow their silly asses off the highway.

People who don't like puns haven't got a punny bone in their body.

If I had it to do over, I wouldn't have married until I was forty. And I have to face it, I was barely mature enough then.





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