Living in a Foreign Country

Nine times out of ten, when I sit down here in front the 'puter to write a Blog post, I have no clue what I am going to write about. Today for instance. I just started typing about not having a clue what to write about. 

The problem has become more of a problem than it used to be, now that I find myself livijng in a foreign country. I am not sure exactly how it happened I guess. But I have my suspicions.

Let me explore some past events that may give me a clue as to why, without moving, without relocating, or being kicked out, I woke up one morning recently and I was in a different country.

I did see something coming. I tried to warn people as long ago as the 1980s. My efforts were half assed at best. That my warnings fell on deaf ears is no mistake. It appears that a larger percentage of Anti-America Americans have secretly been planning to destroy Democracy for years.

Who can really know when and where it all started. This blight is now out in the open and closing in on hopes, aspirations and the American Dream that was always an illusion, but at least it gave us something to hope for. And now it is dust under our feet, lost in the mounting pile of dust being created by the fake Americans in charge as they gleefully dismantle the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave.

I misjudged the numbers of people in this country who carried secret Fascist hearts. I misjudged the political influence of extremist Christian Nationalism. And most of all, I was totally gobsmacked by the lack of backbone found on both sides of the political aisle in the face of this blatant, unapologetic slow moving coup.

This weekend 2,000 or so "No Kings" protests are expected to draw 10 million souls out to the streets in protest of losing America. The selfish greedy assholes who have us by the short hairs don't really care. They will manufacture, fabricate, and cheat enough to convince their brain dead followers that 10 million people are part of a nefarious group that has no leaders, no base of operations, and that even our own CIA and FBI have not been able to claim with anything resembling a straight face that "No Kings" is a terroist group. It won't matter that they lie. They now control the messages, the hype, the truth and freely mangle it to fit their needs.

So, welcome to a new country. How lucky are we?

Keep it 'tween the ditches ...............................

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I chose a forgotten favorite from the 1970s. Here is Dr. John; "Right Place, Wrong Time". I saw him once at the Wheaton Youth center in Wheaton, Maryland in 1970 I think. I went with Snake. Snake was hit in the face by Dr. John's microphone. It was awesome.