Until we say “no”…

The other day, the rotund homosexual that for some reason is a manager at our company; offered the final insult I will endure without comment at my current job. I am a professional; and to have him sit smugly in judgement of my job performance – a job he is in almost every way imaginable incapable of doing – and tell me my performance needs to ‘improve’; based on what he’s “heard”; is at minimum professionally insulting; morally repugnant; and – to paraphrase a friend of mine – wrong to me as a man. I was a man long before I accepted this job; and I will be a man long after this job disappears into economic decay. (perhaps this is God’s way of encouraging me to move along… I shall pray)
About a month ago, my integrity was questioned by another manager; after needing to take a day to attend to personal medical business; I was told I ‘refused mandatory overtime.’ Which in fact was not accurate. It was a lie; but as I cannot ‘prove’ it; I will just say those who state I refused mandatory overtime have perhaps a less than accurate recollection of events that’ day, I did work mandatory overtime the following day; but that seems to be a moot point. I asked at the time whether or not it was necessary for me to provide documentation; and was told it was not. One week later, well; yes, you need documentation. Your integrity is called into question. You were seen at a company function; and so therefore could have been at work… Or, I could have simply stayed home and hid; and you folks in upper management wouldn’t even know what I did that day. The truth is important, I was told.
Fast forward to last night. I was told that an underling – a lazy, union employee; who “hides” behind the union contract and does nothing he is not “required” to do; stated I directed him to do something that is non-standard, not dangerous – something done almost every day at work in order to accomplish tasks quickly. I did not direct him to do so, and really have little understanding as to ‘why’ he would ‘go this way’; but my point is… I offered to go and get the individuals assigned to do the task correctly – in direct contradiction of what this individual claimed – and was told, basically – that in this matter; the truth is not important; it was simply his ‘claim’ that would be believed.
This is a personal microcosm of why our country is in the state it is in today.
The truth does matter, to some of us. What is important, moral, right, and best in all of us – does matter. I have read years ago that “Character Matters”. It is what we do when no one else (except God) can see us; that makes us who we are.
Gay rights have become more important than the rights of those who are not. Christian values and principles are trashed and the values of the value-less are lauded. Those who work are chided by those ‘along for the ride’; because how foolish we must be, to work pedaling the bicycle when we could simply sit down and enjoy the ride.
Those of us who agree are going to be stuck in this nonsense until we say ‘no’.
I for one, am very very close to not needing my job so overly much that I am willing to be insulted; have my values, professionalism, and hard work; trivialized by a overweight homosexual who disgusts me in his mannerisms and lack of correct spelling and usage guidelines in email….
What is the quote from “Network”? Oh yes…
‘I AM MAD AS HELL, AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE’.

Update: I was terminated for ‘poor performance’ by these same people who do not understand – even comprehend – what it is that my workgroup and I do. ¬†You know, I actually feel pretty good about it. Yeah, the loss of income is a setback, but… enough of their crap. Them without me is much more of a disadvantage than me without them…

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brain challenge

Ok… today for some reason known only to God; as I went to put some diesel into the palomino with what little is left of my paycheck; Hannity and Coulter were on the radio; talking about Donald Sterling being a racist; Cliven Bundy being a racist; etc. ad nauseum. Why is it that those with little to say; and little to back it up; are given public forums on the airwaves? Oh wait – I forgot… to keep the sheeple from putting their eyes on the ball, and swinging for the fences.
Here’s the point. Seriously. Donald Sterling has a zillion dollars for some reason; and has already shown he doesn’t care what you, me, or anyone else thinks. So, why waste our time? As for Cliven Bundy – I have intelligent friends who happen to be black; and they have told me that NOTHING Cliven Bundy has said was 1) racist, or 2) incorrect. If you don’t think you are a slave to the system, if you don’t realize you are a wage slave; if you don’t realize… let’s just say that because you don’t ‘get it’ doesn’t make Bundy wrong – or a racist. It simply means you need to turn off reality television and connect with ‘reality reality’. It isn’t Obama, Bush, Reagan, Carter, LBJ… this has gone on for over a century – progressivism. Socialism. The slow change to the ruling elite, and the workers. No middle class. If you don’t see it, ask YOURSELF why. You are deceived. You have an enemy; several in fact; and you don’t even KNOW it…
Face it, the majority of the sheeple in this land don’t get it. Their eyes are off the ball, they will swing – and miss.
Let me give you something of value, and I won’t charge you for it, because that is the cool kind of guy grandpa is.
You need to go to the grocery store and start to buy canned goods; water; first aid supplies, beer, bullets, bread, a generator, a solar panel, a flashlight, candles, beer, a good barbeque grill that uses wood or briquettes, beer, some biodegradable soap, matches, a hatchet, a gun if you don’t own one; beer; and, so I don’t forget; barter items. And keep your car as full of fossil fuel as you can.
I’m sure some of you will ask why.
So, I will tell you. Excitement is coming; it is going to get sporty really soon; and if you aren’t ready for it when the festivities begin; may God help you. No one else will.
I was off work today – one in a row! – and saw “Enemy of the State”. The Gene Hackman character says “It’s a brave new world out there. At least, it better be…”
Amen.

Independence Day

This day, and this country; have meant so much to me over the years; and throughout my life. Our church used to meet at the city park on the evening of the 4th; it was a pot luck and there was so much food; and probably 100 home made pies of so many varieties… i have watched fireworks from the end of the pier in Huntington Beach; from the roads up in the hills above LA; from the parking lot of a big shopping mall in Georgia; from the bluffs by the old airport in St. George, Utah… from the hills above the valley in Las Vegas… at Disneyland… I am truly blessed. And I am truly angry; that – on my watch, no less – this country has gone from my idealistic dream as a child; to where it is today. Where is that, the question begs… We are, sadly, past the crossroads. There is another crossroad ahead; this one coming up has two turns, and both of them are vicious. And i have kids, and grandkids; and I am very angry. i was disappointed at the betrayal of those entrusted with the values we hold dear; with the historicity of what our country has always stood for; and I honestly don’t believe that it was a lie. As an aside, I was discussing the moon landing a while ago with one of my sons, and the question was ‘was the moon landing faked?” And i said most likely not; because although imperfect; the men they selected to be astronauts had… integrity. Unlike the “heroes” of today; these men – astronauts, as well as those in positions of responsibility – told the truth. But now, truth is relative; not absolute. And “Absolut” is a vodka. And truth is debatable. And… there are none so blind as those who WILL not see. Having eyes… they don’t see. Having ears, they do not hear. It is a choice. And for some reason, they expect us to be just as deaf and blind ‘for real’ as they choose to be.
And it is okay with them that my children and grandchildren will be in debt and impoverished to allow ‘them’ to continue with their golden lifestyle. I don’t know if ‘they’ read this; perhaps no one does and i am simply a voice crying out in the wilderness.
But this voice is angry, and it won’t go away; and it owns firearms it won’t surrender. i am not as young as I wish. If I was, I’d go pick a fight. But as Thomas Paine wrote “if there is to be trouble, let it be in my time, that my children shall know peace.”
Oftentimes, as I go to work again to simply pay my bills; i see the set up that intentionally keeps us all in debt; keeps us as cogs in the economic machine that supports “them” and enslaves “us”; and it angers me still more.
I will not go quietly into this dark night; the majority of us won’t. I won’t wish ‘them’ anything any more; i simply pray that for them, the knot is tight, and the drop is short. What was it John Wayne said? Oh yeah, ‘I saw a man hanged once, and heard it described as ghastly. And that’s what it is; ghastly. And they deserve that.” “They” have stolen this country, We’re going to take it back, too; because one day the t.v. and all the other distractions will not function; and slowly the sheep will wake up; see what’s lost – and then, if it hasn’t begun yet… it will.