Category: batshit crazy people

  • there’s a lot that goes into going crazy AKA losing one’s sensibilities…

    there’s a lot that goes into going crazy AKA losing one’s sensibilities…

    I just don’t get it. It certainly seems like the world is going bonkers right now. The whole planet. One thing leads to another… As predicted it seems. I’m not as sensitive as some, however…

    The Doomsday Clock. Nostradamus. The Book of Revelations. The Farmer’s Almanac? Well maybe not the Farmer’s Almanac… but certainly, enough people are doing crazy stuff as well as our ongoing experience with “the virus” (doesn’t that sound like it’s out of some dystopian movie?)… Finger pointing and blaming. Scarcity. High tensions. Saber rattling. High stress. Anxiety. Good grief, we can’t ask what’s next, because “what’s next” could be really much worse than what was before!

    Salvador Dali’s melting clocks always come to mind.

    The Persistence of Memory by Salvador Dali

    We’ve referred to the weather often on this site.

    Because if it isn’t hotter than hell, or what we imagine hell to be in terms of warmth, it’s either raining cats and dogs (sorry cats and dogs!), or snowing like it’s raining cats and dogs and burying everyone in snow, or flooding, and burying people, places and things in muddy silt which is worse than snow because floods pick up all kinds of “nasties” that later get deposited wherever as the water goes away, the mud and sand and literally “shit” stays behind in a toxic goo-like gluey stuff that gets hard and is hard as hell to dig out.

    Man oh man. Is there any good news?

    I would think that some of the Oscar winners are happy, but then there are always people that go, “oh, she shouldn’t have won that” or “him? why him?” or whatever… Debbie Downers.

    There is so much going on that is bizarre, none of it really funny – unless you think wild hog invasions could provide some sort of humor, or pythons coming north… Imagine – pythons getting into New York, then there’s another “hell freezes over event” – uh oh. Frozen snakes! At least they’re not on a plane!

    The worst is hearing of kidnappings, and the toddler playing with Daddy’s gun and shooting another toddler in the face, killing him (or her). A three year-old shoots a four year-old. What are these people thinking? They’re not thinking. That’s the trouble. Dumb, stupid, ignorant – pick one.

    More tragedy, more politicians deregulating guns, more after effects of deregulation…but, no – they are not truly “de-regulators”, they are regulating vaginas instead, or sexual preferences, or what kids can learn about history, or books related to certain subjects… It goes on.

    The cross-pollination of religion and politics. Our founders did not think that the two should mix. I think we know why they thought this.

    The people who have co-opted Christianity, taken it hostage, and are holding it for ransom… those who have created the “big friendly” mega-churches with the pastors who ride around in their Cadillac’s, Benz’s, or Rolls, or fly around on their own private jets… We pay for this with our tax dollars! Criminal!

    “Cowboy Church” where gunslingers come inside to worship. The most totally bizarre concept ever. Back in the day, there were… wait for it… missions and churches, and nobody called them anything but. What would they say now?

    Saying that they are “for the family”, when that is just a code-phrase – they are for THEIR family and that’s about it. The concept that they have in their heads of how they are “protecting life”, when the next moment, children are being slaughtered by crazed angry usually guys with military-grade weapons who can mow down multiple children and adults with them in less than five minutes. This is the complete hypocrisy of what these people who profess to be “conservative” believe. I think that they are master-manipulators, con artists, and snake oil salesmen…

    There are a great number of “good” Christians but, they are not in your face or across the news pages… That is not a part of being Christian, the flashy headlines, the constant recruiting, especially the grooming… Just saying.

    Something extremely self-righteous and pious about the chronically angry white conservative evangelical males (especially), and holier than though stuffed up Botox faced females (that’s even more irritating)… just rubs me the wrong way. It’s hard not to say something like, “get out of my face”, or “you’re really full of shit”, or just to test them, something in another language that they cannot understand. That’s not Christian behavior. That’s the hard part. Turning the other cheek. Keeping your mouth shut and watching it all.

    I know what my grandmother and my mother would both have said – and it’s not nice.

    OK, I’m not nice, then. Not about this, for sure. I’d rather just sit it out, the whole regular church-going thing. Holidays, I love to celebrate. I find meaning in those. My church, yeah. But to visit one of “those” churches where the shiny people present themselves as “Christian” yet underneath they are racist controlling awful personalities? Nah. Just to go and walk around and feel awkward amongst people who you don’t know and likely won’t ever – nah, that’s okay. I’ll stay home and avoid the close contact, especially now.

    Somehow the lines are not as distinct so much, not supposed to be, rather, but then they are. My mom and grandma would not set foot in a Baptist Church, a Church of Christ, or any of the “evangelical” churches. Only occasionally would they set foot in another non-liturgical church – but, they would go to a synagogue or a Catholic church before they would go to sit with the Baptists. Something must have happened to them one time or another. Something did to me. The taste never wore off after that episode. In my adult life I’ve been in other churches just a few times to weddings or funerals. I just try to avoid the stress and the conflicts that these experiences produce. Plus, they always have their hands out for money. Uh, that would be a no.

    Mixing Religion into Politics is a Destructive Recipe

    Anyway, religion hasn’t helped much of anything in our world that I can see. Greed has just about destroyed it. And the former president of the USA and several other former presidents of other countries who emulate him (or maybe he them?) are the epitome of all of these horrid character traits rolled up into tangled balls of hot mess.

    Right now with these extreme conservative thinkers (that’s an oxymoron for sure), they are hell bent to push their religion on everyone through legislating their morals, yes and it is indeed a weird mix. The combination of “freedom” with the 2nd amendment for everyone having a gun at their disposal no matter what type and who you are, to the high restrictions on women’s ability to control their own health and whether they have a pregnancy or not – this isn’t freedom – nor is freedom to be who you want to be whether you were born that way or not.

    These yo-yo conservatives (hah! actually extremists) want only certain freedoms that they want and they are very picky but, for other people not so much. Their interpretation of Christianity is as warped as we’ve seen interpretations – as if the whole time they profess their religion they have fingers crossed behind their backs. As if we’re going back to the dark ages, rolling back the rock to a time when everyone had muskets and women wore long skirts with lots of underwear. It’s truly bizarre with every headline you read, to think that these people are in control of a lot of stuff.

    It makes one wonder: if there is a God, what is God thinking about all of this? Is God just waiting until there is a certain point or line or polygon and then…

    We don’t know. But, thinking about it makes my head hurt and some days… It makes me feel very crazy – like am I the only one that thinks that all of this is extremely nuts? Hmm? Clowns. A bunch of clowns. And guess what, they really just want the power to push people around. I just want a sign that says, “Our governor is an asshole bully” and be done with it. But, don’t get me started… this time. I’m done here…at least for today.

  • It is the day we say farewell to 2022.  Good riddance.

    It is the day we say farewell to 2022. Good riddance.

    For now, let’s look at the political scene.

    It’s crazy, still, but it looks like people are coming to their senses that the orange orangutan is radioactive. Slowly. 2023 will bring more to this ongoing saga. For those of us who are in our later decades, we really are stunned at what has happened.

    We also have a shocking situation in Ukraine, with a bully madman having attacked in March, trying to seize what they had no rights to seize. Simple land grabbing via military attacks. They are not winning. The Ukrainians are fighters and clever. It is going to be a long bloody war. Senseless. Devastating. Insane.

    large group of people holding banner on supporting ukraine
    Photo by Mathias P.R. Reding on Pexels.com

    Eyes on Europe and the UK, where leadership in different countries shift. France remained stable barely. Italy is now under a government that may turn back pages in history. The UK? What a mess. Since Brexit, there has been nothing but an unfolding debacle with monkeys driving the train off the bridge.

    Now, the weather.

    Wind patterns and temperatures from NASA satellite images and sensors – vectors overlaid

    We had our second-most severe cold weather outbreak over Christmas, following a summer of hellish heat. We saw a monster hurricane devastate Florida. We’ve seen fires continuing in parts of the US and we watched Europe suffer horrid heat this year. The planet is changing rapidly as scientists predicted it would, and at a faster rate than predicted. This threatens food supplies, health, and welfare of all people everywhere on the planet.

    Politicians don’t do the right thing. Climate deniers block funding for solutions designed to shore up infrastructure that has been damaged or that is degrading due to age. Each time there is a cold snap they retort that climate change is not real. There is a personality pattern that has been identified that shows the complexity of what makes these people deniers. The big question is will they ever relent before we totally destroy our home. It’s not looking positive on that note.

    Creepy Disease Outbreaks.

    SARS-CO-19

    We’ve endured nearly three years of coping and mitigating SARS-CO-19 and all its variants. We are “vaxxed to the max” which has helped us avoid hospitalization with this disease. We’ve seen how miserable and scary this disease can be – and how unpredictable. We still are hearing about the unfolding long lasting effects. With every little ailment, we don’t know if it’s a long symptom or injury from the virus or something else unrelated.

    And in 2022, we’ve seen the emergence of influenza and now RSV that not only is attacking kids, but adults, too. It worries scientists and world leaders as the response was not stellar and was variable across the world. This does not help get control early before deaths become widespread. China has failed. Some countries have given up. Some have fared better than others. It’s a story that is a cautionary tale.

    What’s Positive?

    Always the dragonfly is a symbol of hope and survival.

    Hope remains. Living one day at a time, hoping for better times and doing what we can to make those happen. What do we look for? Signs of health. Signs of sanity. Signs of happiness. Signs of peaceful coexistence. Are we idealistic? Yes. Someone has to be. But we are also pragmatic. We are going back to drawing and maybe painting, but beginning with drawing, at least. Got some pastels from Santa – a lovely set of Conte’ pastels. Let’s see what happens.

    Happy New Year! Bring on 2023.

  • Christmas AKA the holidaze

    Christmas AKA the holidaze

    Mince Pie

    So, it’s been building. That overwhelmed feeling that comes in around Thanksgiving and builds until after New Year’s Day.

    Can I do what I need to do in time? What am I forgetting? Things cost too much. Can I make people happy or happier? What? When? How? Oh shit. Then the occasional panic attack, the deep breathing, the thought that at least I’m not trying to bake cookies for everyone (circa the 1970’s – 1980’s). Maybe I should host a cookie bake party. We could drink adult beverages and… Or then, that might be too much, too.

    Then there were the days when I felt compelled to write Christmas greetings individually on each card that I sent. And I am verbose in my writing…so, this made me exhausted. I was going to night school, and really trying to be and do everything… I think. After work, I went to class. On the weekends, I studied. Then there was some amount of “free” time which seems ludicrous to me now. The expectation that I thought was there, might have been in my head. I don’t know.

    And of course came hosting the holiday meals. I took this plunge one year, when I didn’t know I was expecting, but somehow the smell of collard greens cooking knocked me back! And I love collard greens! Yep, it wasn’t long before other things happened and I made an appointment at my doctor’s office, and you guessed it. A September baby was coming!

    But, here I am forty and decades later plus a couple of years. No babies to expect (of my own). Only the drive to have a happy holiday with family, friends, and pray for Peace during these times of turmoil that seems to be everywhere.

    The prayers are endless. Pray for the impact of the pandemic to lessen. Pray for a better economic situation for everyone in the world. Pray for those who are alone. Pray for those who are sick and in need of help. Pray for the homeless and those suffering difficulties due to mental health issues… And especially for the people in Ukraine who were needlessly and cruelly attacked.

    In answer to the hysteria of the holidaze around here… I can do things to mitigate the stress. I

    Just a little green thing

    Then maybe, I could just go out and take a run or jump in the pool (yes, it’s still warm outside in December it’s been in the 80’s F for a couple of weeks…).

    Welcome to climate change. A curse of humankind, but potentially it’s what happens in end times if someone in the distant past seeded this planet and set this in motion. It could be significant that there are multiple rule books that have been written – multiple versions that have a disparate appeal, depending…

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    Antiquities from the grands and great-grands

    But, then, it’s the holidays. We should be having a good time.

    So, why all this stress during the holidays? Lots of theories out there…

    I get told that I shouldn’t decorate so much. But it does help me to remember happy times with people who aren’t here anymore. Yes, it makes me sad, but then it makes me think about how much love there was and how they were, when they were here. Some of the decorations are really old – antiques by now, seriously. I do treasure them, because I treasure the people whose these were. The historical significance of these is immeasurable.

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    Just born so many years ago

    Going out to stores to shop is crazy these days. Anything from the angry men driving the two story trucks, to the impatient women all dressed up in hot fashion just to go to the grocery store…

    It’s a statement. It requires an escalator to get into it. Behind me in traffic, honking, I think, “Gee, I hope they don’t shoot me!”

    I just get in the mode of, WTF? Can you people just relax, already? Then, I say to myself, “look who’s talking…” Eye roll. Get a grip! I guess it just depends on the person and the stress that they suffer, and how they decide to manage it.

    Me, I don’t think people should need to look intimidating. It just puts people off. I sometimes think I should experiment and say to the driver, if I got the chance, “Do you need a hug?” But, I don’t. I suppress my impulses to do something that could land me in a lot of trouble. People here are not very friendly. It’s a real mixed crowd. As long as the goats stay away from the cows, everything is fine for them, if you get my drift. Color outside the lines and they’ll be trouble.

    So, as I go about my business, I will keep trying to enjoy the next two weeks as best as I can and remember my family and friends even if it is in the tiniest of ways and gestures – of kind words, and do my part in trying to take the pressure off. I definitely need to practice at this. Learn something new every day!

    Leading up to the crescendo of Christmas and the Twelve Days thereof, what I always like to say at some point is:

    Wishing You and Yours, Peace on Earth, and Goodwill towards Humankind!

    The Kiwi Christmas Trees…