Happiness in Slavery
I'm home late, traffic was a bitch. (The worst traffic jam in history actually happened in North Africa in 1944. Nazi Germany's Africa Corps; led by the brilliant Field Marshall Rommel, were severely low on fuel, ammo, etc. The Aussies and Brits not only routed Rommel's forces, but he was forced into a hasty retreat. Several thousand trucks and tanks fleeing at once to Algeria - not good.) And I despise California drivers. Hate, hate, hate.
I really want to leave California. I dislike these people immensely.
Especially the hispanics. I despise them.
I'm not a racist. I'm a nationalist.
I hate that MY country, especially California, is being over-run with the Puerto Rican or Mexican-flag-hanging, minimum-wage-earning, gas-station-working, no-green-card-possessing, non-english-speaking hordes I have to deal with every day. It's not right that these people come here, without being able to speak our language. I'm sorry. I understand you want to leave your homeland for a better life, but should I really have to deal with somebody I cannot communicate with because we don't speak the same language? In MY country?
I see that we, as a nation, are slowly watching our culture shrivel away, as we cater more and more to them. The signs in building that are written in both english and spanish. The businesses who employ a lesser-qualified but spanish-speaking person so negotiations can occur with people of different backgrounds. The companies who employ people of different ethnic backgrounds simply because they don't want to be accused of being discriminatory in who they hire.
It's all fucking bullshit.
......
I'm not pissed, really.
I'm not only out of the funk I was in last week, but bouncy, energetic...and, I'm really, honestly happy. I'm glad with the person I am, and with the amazing people I have in my life (yes, you.....you know who you are).
Sure, I'm like anybody. I have stress and issues to deal with. But you know what? I've developed a new manifesto for my lifestyle. Who'd have thought that somebody could quickly "write" this on my refrigerator, and it would stay like that, more meaningful to me than possibly intended:
"I will consume and not stagger."
No matter what's happened, happening, or how much life's complexities get us down, take it in stride, man. Keep that chin up and keep on moving. Somewhere, somebody trusts you, believes in you, and will walk by your side, anywhere you go.
I really want to leave California. I dislike these people immensely.
Especially the hispanics. I despise them.
I'm not a racist. I'm a nationalist.
I hate that MY country, especially California, is being over-run with the Puerto Rican or Mexican-flag-hanging, minimum-wage-earning, gas-station-working, no-green-card-possessing, non-english-speaking hordes I have to deal with every day. It's not right that these people come here, without being able to speak our language. I'm sorry. I understand you want to leave your homeland for a better life, but should I really have to deal with somebody I cannot communicate with because we don't speak the same language? In MY country?
I see that we, as a nation, are slowly watching our culture shrivel away, as we cater more and more to them. The signs in building that are written in both english and spanish. The businesses who employ a lesser-qualified but spanish-speaking person so negotiations can occur with people of different backgrounds. The companies who employ people of different ethnic backgrounds simply because they don't want to be accused of being discriminatory in who they hire.
It's all fucking bullshit.
......
I'm not pissed, really.
I'm not only out of the funk I was in last week, but bouncy, energetic...and, I'm really, honestly happy. I'm glad with the person I am, and with the amazing people I have in my life (yes, you.....you know who you are).
Sure, I'm like anybody. I have stress and issues to deal with. But you know what? I've developed a new manifesto for my lifestyle. Who'd have thought that somebody could quickly "write" this on my refrigerator, and it would stay like that, more meaningful to me than possibly intended:
"I will consume and not stagger."
No matter what's happened, happening, or how much life's complexities get us down, take it in stride, man. Keep that chin up and keep on moving. Somewhere, somebody trusts you, believes in you, and will walk by your side, anywhere you go.