Sunday, July 14, 2019

I am both horrified and mystified by the country’s protest of ICE going after the illegals running rampant in this country, free to drive the crime rate up, cash in on freebies and hog our already burdened resources. Really, what the hell is wrong with people? Just what the hell is it I’m missing here because it seems to me we should be thrilled that ICE is about to clean up some of the country’s problems. Guess it’s a good thing rallies and marches never changed things and that those in power are going to do what they’re going to do anyway, whether we like it or not, cuz guess what? I don’t want our tax dollars paying for some criminal’s healthcare while we struggle to pay our own.

But God help the woman who should decide to terminate her own pregnancy, right? I don’t get it. I just don’t get it. I mean Tom pointed out that the abortion shit is about religion and that that’s always been about control, but I don’t understand why the hell everyone wants thousands of illegals to storm this country at our expense. That one has thus far flown completely over my head.

Because there’s fighting going on and their own countries? Well, why should that be our problem? If they can’t learn to grow up, get along, and stop fighting like it’s a sibling rivalry contest, why should we be expected to pick up the pieces?

Anyway, other than failing to understand my fellow humans, not much is going on at the moment. The weather has been nice and we’ve been in and out. Went to Sam’s yesterday and am going to a park early this morning and then to Walmart.

Ralph’s car hasn’t been hauled away, actually, but is sitting parked on the street on the trailer attached to the Oregon truck. I’m guessing it’s his son.

Hated that fucking car. It wasn’t nearly as loud as the mama’s boy’s and motorcycles, but it was loud enough. I was glad when he was no longer able to drive it. I just dread what may be moving in there eventually with loud vehicles being so common despite today’s technology. I don’t even know if I could do away with the earbuds even if the street was a hundred feet from the bedroom window.

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