Ever wonder about why things seem to go pear-shaped on a regular basis? Or why there is so much “bothering” going on?
You might say, “Is it me? Is it my breath?” Or something like, “Am I a shit-magnet or something?”
Whatever the reason, I think that my list is growing about these phenomena and my response(s):
- “Mercury is in retrograde” (a favorite for explaining why one bad thing after another keeps happening)
- “It is that this was going to happen – we just didn’t get the memo?”
- “Gosh, I thought I knew the game plan… I must have missed the rules!”
- (Related to radio-silence and really screwy behavior exhibited by someone) – “hmm… another alien abduction. Hope they don’t use the probes!”
- “La chupacabra!” https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chupacabra
- “Sorry – wrong number!”
- No, we don’t need more health insurance or automobile warranties!
- No, Microsoft did not go out of business and we don’t need to pay you to get our data (seriously?)
- Oh! So it’s not just me (us)! This happens to other people, too.
- WTF? Is this happening more frequently these days, or is it me?
- Every time you have to spend money unexpectedly: It’s a conspiracy. The rich are taking all the money. They don’t care about anyone else. They don’t care about cruelty. They just want the money. Imagine that they are well-dressed zombies that have “good behavior” in public.
- In response to crickets, i.e., no responses from people (once you get in the room with them) – “oh, I was so busy – just slammed…” And I think, “Yeah – me, too. And I feel like slamming things because you think so little of us that you effectively ignore us. Turd.”
- Related to being “talked down to, lectured, and ranted at: Maybe I just look like a stupid-ass. Who knows? ” ME: “Oh hello – I’m not in school today. Maybe tomorrow for the lecture?”
- When asked a bunch of technical questions or details without being prepared that this would be discussed: “Oh! Sorry! I didn’t know that there would be a test!”
- Related to world events: It’s a plan to condition us. Some “player” with a lot of psychological warfare experts at hand, says, “Let’s just shock the hell out of them until they are numb. At that point, do it some more! Just keep doing it. Confuse them. Fabricate both sides – just so they think that someone is investigating the situation – in the meantime, we’ll cook up something that they will not even have the energy to think about! Shock and Awe – that’s our game!”
What happens, the repeating pattern…
- Something breaks. No reason, it just breaks.
- Someone acts like a complete ass-clown. You don’t know why. Experts say that it’s them, usually, not you, because EVERYONE is self-absorbed. They are not thinking about YOU.
- The days grow shorter, the weeks grow shorter, and the event horizon nears… at least this is how it feels. There is some sort of hurry-up mechanism installed on-board that makes us aware of this.
My 50th high-school reunion is nearing. I will not go to it. I can’t “un-see” what I would see there and I don’t want to see those things (or hear those things). It wasn’t that those were good years – they were mixed at best. If I had been wonderful friends with any of those people, I would still be having a friendship with them.
Drama. Drama. Drama.
It’s what’s for breakfast! It must be that someone decided we needed a tabloid world – guess it beats the tablets and scrolls – for now. Although, I am thinking that maybe we need to revive that way of documenting the world. You know the apocalypse is just around the corner…
The end is near!
