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When Accusations Are Confessions

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There’s a saying us political lefties have about our counterparts on the right:

Every accusation is a confession.

And this is true, more so than a lot of people will ever admit to. For me, it’s also deeply personal so I’m going to talk about that here.

From the time I was young child, I’m talking in the single-digit age range, I was told I had a shit-ton of pride stuck up my ass because I tried so damn hard not ask for help, support, or comfort. I also tried to keep my thoughts and feelings to myself as much as possible and that also got me accused of being too proud to share my thoughts and feelings openly.

Dear readers, this was NOT true in any way, shape, or form.

I did not ask for help, support, or comfort because I felt like my pride meant more than anything. I kept my thoughts and feelings to myself as much as I could because I didn’t want anyone to feel like I was a burden they had to bear, and most of all, because I didn’t want to add to the burdens that other people were already carrying around. Pride had nothing to do with my silence.

For so many years, I felt enormous shame, guilt, and regret because when I asked for help, or tried to ask for comfort and support, it usually didn’t go well. And when I did show my true thoughts and feelings, especially feelings of sadness or anger, or even happiness, it didn’t usually go too well either. I got rejected more often than I’ll ever admit to, and because of that, I felt like I had to try and take care of myself as much as humanly possible. In turn, this kept me isolated from people and to this day, I honestly don’t know if I’ll ever learn how to truly fit in with a social group, or even in a personal relationship.

Now, at this point I’m going to stop and say this: if you’re feeling sad and sorry for me, don’t. I learned how to understand why I thought and felt this way and how not to hold myself to a standard of perfection no one can ever achieve. If you think I’m an ungrateful lying sack of shit and just trying to garner sympathy or some bullshit like that, fuck off. And if you’ve pushed back on people like me, people who are quiet and determined to take ourselves no matter what, think about why you did that and deal with the fallout on your own because I’m not your fucking therapist.

For the rest of you reading this, who have felt like you were being accused of crimes you didn’t commit yet were never given the opportunity to prove your innocence, you’re free to live your life without catering to someone else’s bullshit accusation of you. I let go of that slowly and painfully over the last decade and I’m glad I had the guts to do so.

But know this, people who accuse other people of shit they know damn good well that other person is not guilty of at all, are probably guilty as fuck of what they’re accusing you and other people of. They’re the ones with a shit-ton of pride stuck up their ass because that false pride makes people think they’re better than everyone else, and that they have the right to make everyone else conform to their extremely narrow view of the world. It rubs their mental and emotional hemorrhoids wrong when they know deep down the world doesn’t need to conform to their bullshit. It also scares the fucking shit out of them when they realize people see through their lies and bullshit to the truth that they’re ones guilty of what they accuse other people of doing, and thinking and feeling, too.

So what do you do about this kind of shit?

Don’t let people get away with it. Don’t let them sink these talons into you even as you remove the ones that were sunk into you in the past. Tell them straight up they’re full of shit, and that they need to shut the fuck up and deal with their own crap. Because people who accuse others of what they’re actually guilty of are just confessing their own sins in a very roundabout and extremely fucked up way. Most of all, don’t give in to any attempt at sympathy or guilt-tripping from them either.

And don’t let people like this, accusers who are really confessing their own sins, deflect you from what they’re doing and saying. Don’t let shit go and most of all, believe the truth they’re spewing at you even if they say you’re the liar. Stand firm and make it painfully clear that you’re not going to put up with their shit anymore, and you’re not going to let them try and rewrite shit they’ve said and done either.

Most of all, people who make accusations that are confessions very rarely, if ever, learn the error of their ways. They’ll hammer you because they think they can break you down. Don’t let them do that. Walk away, live alone with your animals, but protect your own truth and your own heart and soul. And most of all, live your life where you never make an accusation that you damn good and well isn’t true.

Happy Independence Day, America…. Wherever You Are (2025)

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Last year, I wrote a blog piece on the Fourth of July that was definitely not a ‘rah rah rah’ special (you can read it here). Last year I was down in the dumps on the Fourth because President Joe Biden was getting hammered from all sides to drop out of the Presidential race. He later did with a grace and dignity that no one really acknowledged or cared about. And then for one hundred days, Kamala Harris and Tim Walz brought hope to America, or to a segment of America anyway. But even during those one hundred days I had a terrible feeling this enormous hope wasn’t enough, and I was right.

Yesterday, the Big Beautiful Piece of Shit bill passed in Congress. The bill is a nightmare of cuts to Medicaid, and future cuts to Medicare, a huge increase in funding for ICE, and other time bombs and shit bombs. And it’s all for one reason: to give the billionaire class a ginormous tax cut.

Now, in a ‘normal’ world, shit like this would piss so many people off there would be hundreds of thousands of people in the streets. But we don’t do things like that here anymore because we are so damn divided, not just between Left and Right, but between Left, Right, and Don’t-Give-a-Shit-One-Way-Or-the-Other. We’re divided between people who are news and information and history junkies like me on the Left here, and those on the low-engagement Right who only get riled up after watching Fox News propaganda or just not thinking past the crack of their asses.

This morning in the car, I had a couple and he started off by talking about ‘Alligator Alcatraz’, the concentration camp being built in the Florida Everglades. I told him to call it what it was, a concentration camp. There was a particular bite in my voice and yes, I could have let loose while driving. Lucky for him, he changed the subject real fast and I went into my local tourist guide bit (which got me a nice tip, by the way). But I tell this story to make a point: make a stand whenever you can.

For so long, I feel like the conversation has been controlled by all the wrong people. By the voices of doom and gloom, hate and torment for others, people who feel that human suffering is justified, and those that try to exercise ‘decorum’ and ask that people who speak out against them be the ‘better people’. Like I said before, I will NOT be the ‘better person’ now because I was NOT wrong to care about people and do for them while others sat around and mouthed off and did nothing.

Over the last decade, a lot of people like me have been working through recovery from years of buried pain and grief and silence as I call it. Others have been trying to work through their pain and grief but have had to fight like hell just to survive. And all the while, people sit on their lazy fucking asses and mouth off and then break shit and fuck things up. Years ago, I was told to just stay silent to keep the peace. Big fucking mistake, and one I won’t make again.

I’ve read that maybe this Big Beautiful Piece of Shit bill might the thing to break the Republican Party. Pardon my cynicism, but I’ll believe that when I see it. Because in order to break those Republican bastards, we’ll have to take down the corporate Democratic establishment first while campaigning in the old ways: feet on the street and talking directly to people. But most of all, we have to stand up and be heard, and yes, take control of the conversation once and for all. Because for far too long, the conversation has been all wrong, and way too full of bullshit and way to silent about the things that truly matter.

If you vote Republican, I’ll say this yet again: sit down and have a very serious conversation with yourself as to why you think and feel the way you do, and why you vote the way you do. Turn off Fox News and all the right-wing shit on your Facebook feed and instead read writers like Heather Cox Richardson (America’s historian), Robert Reich (retired economics professor), Jay Kuo and Marc Ellis for detailed legal analysis, the Medias Touch podcast. But I will warn you, the cognitive dissonance will hurt because of the emotions that it could bring up: shame, guilt, and remorse. And you’ll have to decide to either deal with those emotions, or bury them and shred your conscience to death. And know that either choice will be hard one because if you choose to renounce Fox News bullshit, you won’t be welcomed with open arms to the other side. You’ll have to work for any trust and respect, and that will be very hard.

Or you can just sit it out. If you do that, then shut the fuck up and don’t spew your dumb-ass ill-informed bullshit.

Finally, on this American Independence Day, I will remind you all, America is an Idea, an idea that hasn’t always lived up to its’ reality. But like the good in this world, it’s worth fighting for.

So Happy Independence Day, America…., wherever you are.

Break the Silence

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Yesterday billionaire-idiot Elon Musk officially closed the deal for him to take ownership of Twitter. Now to most people this wouldn’t be big news and it isn’t. For those of us on social media, it is. I’m not super-active on Twitter but I do like to make pithy comments and see what people are getting their knickers in a twist over. But I also want to say the following:

People who pack up and leave someplace just because some new idiot has taken over something are the wimps of this world, and one of the reasons shit-history keeps repeating itself.

People are free to do what they want of course, just like the rest of us are free to comment on their choices. I’m sure there are people in this world who would love to tell me how they feel about the choices I make and the things I say. And they’re free to comment to me in any way they choose as I’m free to respond in any way I choose. Because as my late father used to say, freedom is a slippery concept. It’s slippery as warm shit because freedom can go either way, good or bad. That’s the problem I think a lot of people have with it. But here’s another thing I want to put out here about this:

You can’t run forever. You can’t hide from your feelings, from your pain, or from all the awful shit in this world. Sooner or later you have got to face it. And as my late father used to tell me a lot, you don’t know what you can deal with until you’re faced with it. He also used to tell me: you are so much stronger than you will ever realize, too.

My father could be as eloquent and inspiring like no one else I’ve ever known. But he could also be rude and crude with the best of them, too. I learned at the feet of a master, and if my mother were alive and heard me mouth off like I’m doing now she’d tell me I’m my father’s daughter because if my mother swore, that meant she was about to go nuclear on your ass (and I only heard my mother swear maybe half a dozen times so each time was the start of a nuclear countdown).

All my life I’ve felt like if I stepped out of line in some way, usually when I stood up to someone’s bullying bullshit, I got told if I didn’t shut up no one would want to be around me and that I’d spent my entire life all alone. But I’ve been alone all my life as I have never truly felt like I was one-hundred percent a part of anything. And guess what? I’m still here, still alive and kicking. Maybe I’m meant to be alone, but that threat means nothing to me now.

For so long I’ve struggled to put my words out in the world. And though my voice is tiny, it is mine. I know sooner or later someone is going to come at me with some bullshit. But I’m not a scared kid anymore, or an adult staying silent and eating a ton of shit just to keep the peace. I know I’ve said this before, but things have to be repeated in order for them to be truly imprinted on the human brain.

I own this domain of mine here and this site and blog are all mine. And if I get kicked off other platforms (though I honestly don’t see that happening as Elon-the-Twit and the others really don’t know what they’re doing nor do their sycophants either) I’ll have this at least. But this is a larger space for me to let it rip and hopefully any followers I have will read this. And please feel free to tell me what you think good or bad.

As my father would say, it’s time to shit or get off the pot. The clock’s ticking and I know I can’t stay silent or run and hide forever. In this world, I don’t think there is a lot of peace to be had right now. Too many people are tired, scared, and hurt, or have taken all those things and turned them inside-out mean as my daddy would say, too. I won’t turn mean for anyone or for any reason so I’ll say this:

Ask yourself why you think and feel the way you do and keep asking until you find all the answers that you can. I will warn you that you might not like the answers you find, and sooner or later you will have to deal with them.

So to wind this up I want to say to all the right-wing assholes and left-wing cut-and-run wimps I will quote the immortal words of Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky:

The fight is here.

So from now until doomsday, I’m taking half an hour (give or take) out of my day to do a daily rant or ramble here. It won’t be fancy, and it will be rough as hell at times. Read it and weep or read it and get pissed off. But know this:

I will not be silenced.

Problem or Solution

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Do you want to be a part of the problem or the solution?

That is a question that is being asked more than ever and I can tell you most of the replies to it are silent. Why is that, you may ask. My answer is that it takes more work to be a part of the solution and not just sit and mouth off about the problem while doing absolutely nothing to solve it.

Case in point: This past week one-hundred and ninety-six Republican members of Congress voted against a bill to address the baby formula shortage in the United States. Why? I think the best answer I saw was that Republicans want to campaign on problems and not solutions. Luckily, the bill passed along with the President invoking the Defense Production Act to increase manufacturing of baby formula and organizing an airlift of formula from Germany, too.

Why the shortage of baby formula? A problem that has its’ roots in the previous, Republican-majority Congress from 2016 to 2020. A law passed that banned the importing of baby formula and not addressing the consolidation of baby formula manufacturers in addition to lax regulation of baby formula plants that led to multiple infants hospitalized due to contamination issues.

So why create problems and not solutions? Answer: for people to grab and consolidate power they don’t deserve at all. Creating problems and outrage over them distracts people from seeing these monsters steal from those in need and hurt others simply because they can. Because these monsters want to break people down to absolutely nothing so these people will fall into line and do what they’re told simply to survive.

Does this sound cruel? As a popular saying amongst us leftist-ANTIFA’s goes: the cruelty is the point. And if this hurts anyone reading this, or makes you feel like you’re being backed into a wall, ask yourself why. Ask yourself why people have to suffer when there are solutions available. Ask yourself why you believe that certain groups of people have to suffer when there is no need for that at all. And ask yourself why you listen to the outrage instead of solutions.

One thing that comes up is that us Democrat-Lefties aren’t forceful enough with our message. We are. It’s just not a message with empty outrage. It’s a message about the solutions that are right in front of us ready to be implemented if only conservative assholes weren’t standing in the way. We don’t make excuses why things can be done but instead say, we can do this and here’s how.

Now I’m sure some asshole (and I honestly don’t give a shit who that is) is saying, “Well, what are you doing about this?”

One: I’ve never, ever voted Republican. I’ve never voted for a candidate who didn’t offer real solutions to the real problems in our world. If a candidate is just ranting and raving like a lunatic without any solutions they won’t get my vote.

Two: Doing what I’m doing here. I know I have a very small voice right now but if I get just one person to think about why they think and feel the way they do then that’s more than enough. And I will only grow my voice by continuing to write and publish here because one solution is for people to find their voice and speak out against the problem-mongers and outrage-fanatics.

One of the hardest things I’ve had to work through with finding my voice is being hated and isolated because of it. But then I tell myself I’ve been on my own all my life and also, I’ve had my world crash in on me twice in my forty-eight years and all I could do was shoulder those burdens alone. I’m not asking for sympathy or any bullshit like here. I’m just stating fact that this is not easy for me to do. But silence is a part of the problem and not the solution. So by breaking my silence, I’m choosing to be a part of the solution.

To anyone who feels like they don’t matter at all I say this to you:

If your voice didn’t matter so much they wouldn’t be trying so hard to take it away from you.

If your vote didn’t matter so much they wouldn’t be trying so hard to take it away from you.

If your kindness and compassion didn’t matter so much they wouldn’t be trying so hard to take it away from you.

If your ability to solve problems and deal with shit as it comes didn’t matter so much, they wouldn’t be trying to take that away from you.

So ask yourself, do you want to be a part of the problem, or part of the solution?