Thursday, October 21, 2021

I somehow made it....

Back in 2013, I came thisclose to dying.  In fact, the day that I was put into an ambulance, I was hours from death.  If I'd done what I planned to do, which is work through the intense pain, I wouldn't be here typing this post and sipping hot chocolate.

Back in April of that year, my appendix burst.  When it did burst, the plain was so intense that it brought me to the ground.  I asked my wife to please, please shoot me.  This was impossible as we didn't then, nor do we now, now own guns.

Wednesday, October 20, 2021

Karma is a bitch!

 In a prior life, I had a career in broadcast engineering, namely master control.  As a master control operator, I was responsible for taking satellite feeds of syndicated programming for later broadcast, making sure programming and commerials air when they're supposed to, making sure Emergency Alert System and FCC compliance.  

Enter Sinclair Broadcast Group, a company that owns 184 stations.  Full discloure: I was a master control operator at one of their many stations.  I hated it.  Outdated equipment. The company is awful and they don't know what they're doing.

Tuesday, October 19, 2021

If you have nothing to hide....

Some people are in an uproar, an absolute uproar over the IRS' plan to compel banks to provide to the agency the banking information of anyone who had over $600 in a given year, which means just about any account holder.  

And this would be a requirement at all banks and credit unions, and with ghetto providers such as the Cash app, so it does no good for someone to close their accounts at one bank and then go across the street.  People are so angry, but the simple thing is this: if they have nothing to hide, then they have nothing to fear.

Friday, October 15, 2021

A Holocaust? Hardly.

In my senior year of high school, the indoctrination of what many call the "Holocaust" was quite heavy. One of the teachers, D.C., took it upon himself to find ways to shove the curriculum down our throats.  He was the first teacher to ever yell at me, just four minutes after I exited the bus.  Seems he doesn't like trucker hats.  But I digress.

Not only did he plan a "senior day," where he forced us to go the Holocaust Museum.  While going through that place, I felt a rage, the likes of which probably reached the intensity of ten-thousand suns.

Perhaps worse than that, he invited some little old lady who claimed that she was a survivor of a supposed "holocaust."  There was of course a Q&A, and I seized my opportunity to call her out as the liar that I felt that she was.

Sunday, October 10, 2021

A Religous Journey

 Religion has been a part of my life since the day I was born.  I was born into the Seventh-day Adventist Church.  Though never formally baptized, I did enjoy my time there and I also enjoyed attending what was then the SDA Academy in McMinnville, Oregon.

When I turned nine, I converted to what was then referred to as Mormonism (now they insist that members be referred to as members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints ("LDS). 

I have no interest in speaking ill of the church and its members.  It's just that I started seeing another religion and I want out.  It's as simple as that.  I officially resigned a few days ago.  I can only assume that my name is removed from the records of the church.