THE INSANE NEEDN'T EXPLAIN (Hey, that rhymes)
No one asks the disheveled crazies, panhandling out front WallieMart, to explain themselves. Their manner, their lack of cleanliness, their soiled clothing. All … speaks for them. Add in booze, excessive quantities of pot, meth, or Fentanyl. And you best keep your distance.
Give them money? And you are just buying them more substance to abuse.
Last Christmas, I tried … unsuccessfully. To give a box of food to a panhandler with sign. But was refused: “I'll have to carry that back to camp.” It made me feel like shit.
Me, I like to shop. I mean really like to shop (and the main reason that I deleted my eBay account, now four years ago. Though just and only stuff? Still gives me comfort).
Over the last two and a half years, in my new locale. I managed to buy a few too many lux winter coats, at the Goodwill (prices far too good to pass up). Oops. A byproduct of having grown up poor. And getting school clothes once a year (knee-holed long pants, became cutoffs in summer). And a winter coat every two or three years.
I ended up with near four dozen. Jiminy. Wasn't able to sell but one or two, at the swap meet. On the two occasions that I sold, last winter. I finally, finally figured out where they were supposed to go. The Rescue Mission.
I still have two dozen of the tastiest, fashionable, luxurious coats. Should last me, until I pass of this Earth. Sharp black leather, fancy designer brown leather, BIG puffy down, extreme technical shells. I don't shop for, or buy any more coats. I'm not crazy (often driven and obsessed, yes).
But the Junta, and the Fourth Reich are filled to capacity with people who are clinically mentally ill. Deranged.
Certifiable loons are running the Country.
IT'S INSANE
Someone who cannot even change their own diaper, has the codes. To lauch a massive barrage of nuclear weapons.
People who think that Socialism is a new invention. And that Marxism is a formula for eternal sunshine and warm fuzzy happiness.
People who in the vast empty spaces, of their vacuous mind's. Believe themselves the true keepers of Albert Einstein's flame. And that they actually do have the answer, for everything. The answer for everyone, every Citizen here. And every problem that besets every nation of the World.
Mad. Completely bonkers. We are headed for a reinforced concrete barrier at 200 mph (and I was in/at the Queen's Hairpin. When the brake pedal of Clay Regazzoni's Ferrari, snapped clean off. Parts of his chassis flew thirty feet into the air. It was horrific).
BRACE FOR IMPACT
The whole entire World is ready to explode.
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WE USUALLY PASS ON SIMILAR STORIES
And often. There's enough horror, that we are daily confronted with. That I just can't be the bearer of such crushing, devastating heartbreak.
But we have crossed over, into a neverland. Where Patriots are imprisoned for trying to preserve the Constitution. Where parents are designated terrorists, for trying to protect their children. They are trying to scare us into submission. Meek lambs. Afraid to stand up. Afraid to confront wrongdoing.
WE ARE THE HAND OF G*D
If YOU encounter similar?
YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO
YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO DO
And you don't need the permission of the Fourth Reich.
Fractured bones, a knocked-out tooth, deep bruises, and immeasurable heartache. Those are just some of the injuries suffered by at least three students with autism allegedly at the hands of a Littleton Public Schools paraprofessional trusted to care for them.
The kids take a dedicated bus provided by the LPS transportation system to get to one of Colorado's most highly regarded private schools for students with autism – The Joshua School. Yet, as some parents discovered and told CBS News Colorado – that bus was a place of torture.
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MEANWHILE, BACK IN PRIVATE IDAHO
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