Lets Kill Them Now

     i was sitting in a chat room, minding my own business and watching my friends discuss politics... not a good subject for a chat room but interesting, none the less... most of them up in arms about Obama and feeling the pinch of our stagnant economy.. wanting to do away with this program and that.. how dare poor folks use welfare and food stamps and working folks struggle to make ends meet and dont forget Obama care and health insurance  and social security draining everybody's paychecks.. do away with all of it, they say... sounds like a plan...

     well then lets stop beating around the bush.. kill them all... set up gas chambers next to walmart and gas all the poor people... young and old... and grandma?  on  social security... what good is she draining our pockets... get rid of her fast... quick and clean... why make her suffer?  you know shes gonna get sick eventually and with no health care she'll suffer much more and be a burden  on the family so kill her now!  and yer brother in law.. the one that was in that bad car accident  last year and been disabled ever since... what good is he?   gas the worthless bastard... how dare he get hit by that drunk driver anyway!  now i gotta pay an extra $20 a year to help support him... gas him.. put him out of my misery!!!  lets get rid of all these commie ''help thy neighbor'' programs... this aint Russia.. this is America,,, where people are out for themselves and screw every body else... kill em all... do it fast and get it over with... shoot, anybody over 45 is likely to have a heart attack or cancer in the next 20 yrs.. lets put them all on the list... bring my insurance premium down a few bucks...

    you think im a bad person for voicing the inevitable?   because thats what it is... the poor aint some faceless nonhuman group.. theyre your neighbors.. your cousins.. maybe even your kids.. the disabled and elderly are our parents.. and someday, us..  yes, we'd all like to think that we'll win the lottery or strike it rich with that one big idea but its not likely to happen... what is likely is that some terrible turn of events will land us in serous need of those ''useless commie programs''  and where will we be when theyre gone????   yes, theres a few who use and abuse the system... but most are good hearted struggling people.. most arent getting rich on $300 and some food stamps each month... and the ones with no insurance?  theyre working low paying jobs usually with pre-existing medical conditions that make the insurance so expensive it would be cheaper for them to die than have it... but go ahead... ignore them.. save a few bucks...  one day you could be them...

Friends And Other Enemies

     i dont think im liking people very much anymore.. i always liked men more than women as a rule... women can be very sneaky.. manipulative.. backbiting and just plain mean... men tend to be rather naive about that... they see a woman with nice tits and a great smile and think ''ohhh shes great!''  then they wonder what the hell happened when they wake up and their cars gone, their saving's wiped out and their best friend has a smile on his face... men are led by their dicks.. maybe that makes em more honest, i dont know... i only know ive only ever had 4 female friends... margaret and i were inseparable  in school.. that is until she decided to go to prom with my boyfriend and asked to borrow my dress ''since i wouldnt be needing it''...  sandy and i were as close as sisters until she divorced and moved away, and now though we are only miles apart, she's never bothered to visit or call... although im sure she's been meaning to.... faye and i were close too.. until she used my kids to get back at me over some imagined slight ... i said id never again trust a women.. then janice and i became friends...  we talked all the time.. about everything.. large and small... then she got breast cancer and dropped off the face of the planet for 4 months...  wouldnt return my calls or texts or offlines... nothing... i was left to searching obituaries to make sure she wasnt dead.. then..surprise surprise.. shes back amongst the living with a off-handed wave but not a fuckin word... not one word..  so im a bitch for being angry, after all, shes had cancer... and i lost a friend... we're barely acquaintances now... 

     maybe im better off alone... my track record with people certainly hasnt been good..  but then, left alone i go round and round with these stupid women's thoughts until i sink down the drain of despair and end up depressed or worse... maybe i should give up on people and just get a cat... become the crazy cat lady and smell like cat litter all the time... i could embroidery cats onto all my clothing,  and talk of nothing but cats... to cats, because people are too hard to be with... oh fuck it.

first, i guess i should tell a little about me.. im old.. im contrary.. im intelligent.. and im opinionated.. i dont use capitals or apostrophes and my spelling is atrocious and i dont give a diddly damn... there's plenty of anal retentives out there quite happy to correct every spelling mistake  and who am  i to deprive them of their happiness?  go with god, i say.. and have a nice day...   most things dont bother me much.. a few things really get on my nerves.. i will probably talk alot about those.. you can read or not read.. i believe in freedom of choice.. if you read and enjoy, let me know.. if you want to condemn or belittle me, keep it to yourself.. im really not interested... write yer own damn blog..  here we go..


My Yahoo Status Is An Expression Of ME, not YOU

     i'm bipolar and i cycle fast.. very fast.. my mood goes up and down.  most people i dont bother with it.. i hate to whine.. its life.. i deal with it.. but the few friends on my messy i try to open up to.. to a point anyway... on a down day i may put ''another day, damnit'' or possibly even ''fuck it all..twice''  you can then pm me if you wanna talk about it or not, if you dont... but DO NOT DARE tell me to remove it.. its how I feel... im entitled to my emotions.. theyre mine.. im allowed to express them.. as you can and so often do express yours.. mine are valid too and im sick and tired of others belittling them.  dont tell me what to think.. what to do.. and damn sure dont tell me what im allowed to feel. thats not your right.  ive made it 59 years without asking anyone else what im supposed to feel and i plan on continuing until the day i die.   boundaries, people... boundaries.. at the moment my status i stole from something a chatter said.. it struck me as so exactly how i feel.. ''so iggy me and shut the hell up''.