Wednesday, December 8, 2021

Observations, Oddities, and Pro – Con Nouns in 2022


‘Vaccine’ no longer means ‘immunity’, it now means ‘protection’. I reckon they ought to say, ‘Protection Mandate’, that way people will understand more better.

 

I always thought Math was fair and impartial, but I learnt it ain’t got no ‘Equity’ cause it’s racist. I’m okay with that; never did like math no how.

 

Hanging out in my safe space.


Apparently, some folks are against he/ she pronouns. I reckon we ought to call these new made-up ones, con-nouns. (Seriously, if you have an issue with pronouns, please assign yourself numbers for he/ she instead of stupid made-up words or they and them.

 

I hear’d a gal on the TV say a human baby ain’t got no sex when it’s born. Well, I learnt a long time ago not to argue with or get mad at a person who has a perpetual vacancy above the shoulders.

 

Free Preschool? Well, Preschool is dumb and making it free is dumber. If’n you wanted the dang kid, you should stay home wit it or don’t have no kids. (FYI – it ain’t free. Hint: Guess where a portion of your soon-to-be higher property taxes will be going?)

 

Free College? That’s even more stupid. Going to college is a choice. Going to the Casino is a choice; can someone give me money to do that?

 

gaslight/ gaslighting: manipulate (someone) by psychological means into questioning their own sanity. This ain’t nothing new. Mother’s have been doing this to their daughters for a long time. It’s true, truly. I have seen it with my own eyes!

 

This year, I hear’d a lot about cancel culture and free speech. Well, we don’t know nothing ‘bout all that here in the sticks, and we ain’t never cared nothing ‘bout them new-fangled things no how.  

 

Jimmy hear’d someone say, ‘Ghosted’, and when he asked me what it meant, I told him I didn’t know, but I suggested he ought to check twice under the bed from now on before going to sleep at night.

 

“jimmy, I reckon some pretentious, sanctimonious folks will be ghosting us soon.”

 

“No problem, I still have my Ghost-Buster backpack.”

 

“Good job, jimmy.”


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Friday, December 3, 2021

Articulacy


     I exist in the breath of humanity, building castles with words, creating vast empires of stories, and imagining impossibilities.  

 

     I dwell in a place where creativity has no color, no religion, only boundless thoughts of absurdities to explore.

 

     I strive to be the embodiment of all things peculiar and extraordinary.

 

      Imagination is the facilitator of my originality, and it constantly coerces my mind to create.

 

      Time is my enemy, and words are my loyal ally.

 

      I accept that my impulsive scribbles will forever be judged by those who seek to be entertained.

 

      My solitary plea for my thoughts is not clemency nor absolution, only tolerance.

 

      The chronicles of stories, ideas, and yarns I have amassed simply serve as the epitaph of my existence.

 

      And when my time is done, on my stone, the sincerity of my life shall be carved for all to see:

                             

                             Explorer of Expressive Sovereignty

He was lost, but a chorus of words saved his soul. He was the dreamer, who resided in the Fortress of Imagination.



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