I’m from a shithole country, too!

Or is it a shithouse country? Does it even matter? One is an entire building dedicated to shitting, the other is the actual spot where one deposits their shit. One is only slightly grander than the other, but let’s face it, they both smell pretty bad.

If you aren’t aware (and really, how could you not be?), our ever-eloquent president Trump called some other countries shitholes–or, depending on what defense you want to use, shithouses–recently. If you didn’t know this… read this or this or this

Granted, that last one is the Secretary of Homeland Security stating she didn’t hear el presidento use that “vulgar” word. Seriously, Brownies, we have a problem here. Whether he said shithouse or shithole is irrelevant. Whether he said nothing at all is pretty much irrelevant, too. And this is kind of what I want to bitch about. You’ll have to read the whole thing to understand (probably), because I’m simply not that organized this morning.

As I see it, there are two issues at stake in this:

  1. That we believe our President is capable of using either word in an official immigration meeting
  2. That we have no idea, honestly, who to believe on the matter

Both of those ideas are rather scary, aren’t they? We can’t really trust our president to be, well, presidential. Or compassionate for that matter. Both of these traits are keys to being a good president. You may have hated Obama’s skin color or his policies or his super white teeth, but you never once had to worry he was going to tweet or use vulgar language or otherwise engage in activity that was contrary to being a respectable human fucking being.

And no, I don’t buy the whole “he tells it like it is” as a viable defense of this. There are ways to “tell it like it is” without using vulgar language or tweeting out personal insults to foreign leaders, entire countries, or our own leaders. A man i charge of a nuclear arsenal needs to behave more like an adult than a whiny little bitch-child whose schoolmate got a better grade than he did.

Yes, I can say it just like that and not be a hypocrite. You see, I’m not a world leader where the wrong language can plunge the world into eternal darkness and utter chaos. If I were el presidential, I couldn’t say that. Even a dipshit like me understands that.

My second point from above ties in very closely to the first. One year after Trump took office, we’re already questioning our own media. And while that should always be done to a degree, it’s at a breaking point now. The FAKE NEWS rally cry is pervasive and, unfortunately, it’s working. I mean, I don’t like Trump as our leader and I didn’t vote for him, but as I type this, I’m asking myself if la presidenta called other countries shithouses or shitholes. The answer to that question is “I don’t know.”

I don’t know if he did or not… some say he did, some say he didn’t, some can’t agree on the word used… and not even audio would help. Just look at the fiasco over the Kim Jong Un relationship statement. I don’t fully believe anyone in this situation, and I believe that we’re running out of unbiased news sources and, most certainly, honest men and women in Washington.

But I believe Trump could have said it, would have said it, and probably did say it. I mean, this is the guy who told us he could walk down the street, shoot a motherfucker, and still get votes. I know he said that because I heard him say that in a debate, and therefore I know it’s true.

That tells us a lot about the country we live in. Way too much, actually. It just proves that I live in a shithole country, too. We may have better transportation and communication, we may have an actual economy that produces millionaires, but we still suck ass. We really do. I could go on about the ways we suck (Flint, Puerto Rico, healthcare, homelessness, college tuition, minimum wage barriers…) but we all know this, even if we deflect it.

All that said, it’s horrifying we can’t trust our news nor our president. But we can trust each other and what we hear, see, and feel. Our emotions, whether we’re republican or democrat or something else, are valid. And we need to talk to each other, as much as we can, to continue moving this country forward in a positive way.

As long as we’re talking to each other, we can get through it, we can. But we’re trending toward an untenable dichotomy.

The Sound of Silence

Hey Brownies… so, yeah, it’s been exactly one year since my last post on this website. That’s one hell of a dry spell and, quite frankly, I’m not sure where to start again. 2017 was crazy for me on a personal level… got a promotion at the day job in April, 3rd grandbaby born in May, and also in May I moved to Missouri to begin searching for houses. Of course, through all that, the wife and I were working on our house in Ohio, getting it “sale ready” and that meant steady attention to some minor things.

Then in June we sold our house and bought a new one. July saw a mad scramble to get the rest of our stuff packed and ready to move. Happily, that happened without a hitch thanks to some mega-awesome motherfuckers I know. Seriously, they know who they are and they have my gratitude. July 21 through August 1 was moving week… yes, week… we moved some 550 miles across the country… and at times me, my wife, and our kids were in three different states. It was rough and nuts and, well, all in all, it was an intensely busy first half of the year and something had to give.

My writing (and this website) were what gave.

Sure, I could have written and kept posts going while busy (let’s face it, the end of 2016 was a ramp up to the start of 2017 and was nuts, too), but there are some things in this writing gig that threw me for a loop. These realizations were bad for me, but coupled with my other stress, I just said “fuck it” and let the funk drown me. I ain’t one to talk shit out of shop and I’m not going into any details, needless to say it was a bummer and it took me some time to get my shit right again. It’s still not quite there, but it’s a whole lot better than it was, and a lot of that is simply because the other stress in my life has lessened. It’s not gone, mind you, just less.

I usually start the new year with a movies and books post… like, in 2016 I read 22 books and watched an embarrassing amount of movies. In 2017… I read 6 books and only caught a couple dozen movies. I was busy, you know?

I feel like John  Wick now, though. “People keep asking if I’m back… and I haven’t really had an answer. But now, yeah, I’m thinking I’m back!”

This year we’re going to get into everything. Politics, religion, sex, writing, alcohol, and everything else.. fuck it. I used to shy away from these topics… you know, don’t talk about these hot buttons and all that, don’t want to alienate readers. Well, I have to have readers to alienate them, and since I don’t, I’m gonna talk about and say whatever I want.