Hello, my name is Charles

by on November 13, 2016 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

Power in early Twenty-First Century America was evenly split between large rural areas and densely packed urban population centers. They were two completely different worlds that rarely met in real life. The liberal urbanites looked down on their conservative rural cousins as deplorables and irredeemable as one of their Presidential candidates once said. The rural voters thought they were wrong. That made it rather difficult for the two to coexist in the end. The American election of 2016 is touted by many as the beginning of the end of the first American Republic. It is more accurate to call it one of many flashpoints along that road.

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Hello, my name is Jack

by on November 12, 2016 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

I do try to keep myself as unserious as possible most of the time. That’s because so many people take all parts of life so seriously you know. They don’t like to joke about anything. Every little setback is a worlds ending disaster. And everything that goes their way is the best thing the worlds have ever seen. But here’s the thing. And here’s the reason why. Well. One of them. If I worried about every little thing, I’d never have time to enjoy what I have. So I chose to smile and love the life I have. It isn’t always perfect, but I can live with that. I can love that. So that is why I laugh. Love. And live.

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Hello, my name is Betty

by on November 11, 2016 at 12:01 am
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Sometimes I wonder why we can’t all just get alone. The problem of course is that we all want something different. Sometimes we want what someone else has. Most of just shrug and go get something different. But some of us decide to take whatever they want, even if someone else has it already. These vultures who take from others will always have a negative impact on society, and they have contributed to the downfall of many civilizations. The only civilizations that thrive over the long term are those who keep the worst of their own vultures in check.

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Hello, my name is Charles

by on November 10, 2016 at 12:01 am
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The Vietnam-era anti-war riots and bombings had created a generation of protestors that became teachers and politicians when they came of age. They inherited control at the beginning of the Twenty-First Century, and brought all their experience to the war of their choosing. To “fundamentally transforming” America as one of their Presidents is quoted as saying. They decried their foes in this war as not just wrong, but as evil. Disagreement was met with charges of bigotry, sexism, racism, religiphobia, and any of a number of other sins. As you may guess, their fellow Americans did not appreciate this.

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Grieving Day

by on November 9, 2016 at 12:01 am
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After every election, there are losers and winners. Approximately half of the people will vote for one candidate, and the other half will vote for another. And somewhere in the mix there are a handful of people who will tip the balance to one side or the other. There is rarely a mandate in modern American elections, but there will be folks who say there is. Please remember that half of the people out there are grieving over the fact that their candidate didn’t win. Or being afraid that the world will end because they lost. But the sun will continue to burn in the sky. The Earth will continue to spin around it, and a new day will come soon. And America will live to see that day because we practice our revolutions in the poll station.

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