Irregular Times Diaries: Unfit Discussion
In a time of the spring, old paths are obscured and new growth begins.
Irregular Times Diaries: Unfit DiscussionIn a time of the spring, old paths are obscured and new growth begins.
OK. I”m a native Anglino age 54. So, I’m grumpy old man material. I’m working on it daily. Today I was caught in bumper to bumper fucking traffic on Organge County freeways, mainly 91 East and 605 North. What was normally a 45 min. commute (try Sunday early morning) is a 90 minute fucking ordeal with lame assholes and fucking Mexican  lawnmower men clogging up the highway. There was one point I was surrounded by fucking illegals with their pick ups and lawnmowers or whatever other tools of trade they had in the back. The container traffic was bad enough but fuck the Teamsters too! What a bunch of organized extortionists  clogging up the fucking freeways during rush h0ur.
 Listen up: is our consumption more important than our quality of life? Think about it. If you are some scum sucking illegal trying to make a living you think I’m a racist. What do I care? Go fuck yourself! You Teamsters don’t give a fuck either. This union threatened to bring L.A. to it’s knees during the Summer Olympics in L.A. in 1984. The idea to ban container traffic on the freeways during rush hour was broached by mayor Tom Bradley. The Teamsters threatened to go on strike. The mayor caved.
So, you stupid fucking consumer stuck in traffic in Orangatan County, just realize your consumption has taken on a life of it’s own and owns the highways. So, sit there behind the wheel of your German vehicle, and  grow old and crawl along with the rest of the cattle and illegal Mexican gophers. Such is your quality of life. You are a good little lemming and slave.
 I hate driving in L.A.
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June 7th, 2007 at 6:04 am
Translation: I hate you all.
June 8th, 2007 at 2:24 am
What a crappy thing to read on my first full day as a 54-year-old.
I don’t have time for grumpiness, hate, and road rage. First of all I woke up this morning. Do you know how many people did not wake up this morning? Then I took time to teach someone, to encourage someone, to listen to someone who had a bad day, and to say something nice about someone behind their back. Most of all I continued to learn, even though my formal education is done for now. Today I learned something from some people who are younger than me, and from some immigrants. Oh, and I planted something. Did I also mention that I am irresistably sexy material? I’m working on it daily.
Fifty-four is not nearly as nice as forty-four and there’s not much anyone can do about that. But there is also what you work on daily. Happy birthday to me.
June 8th, 2007 at 10:27 pm
Nice post. Thanks for reading. You do mean legal immigrants don’t you?
June 8th, 2007 at 11:54 pm
I haven’t figured out how to tell if an immigrant is legal just by looking at them. The ones who confide in me tell me they first started coming into the country illegally twenty-five years ago, then would go back home to visit every four or five years before they eventually became legal. Some of the ones who do not confide in me are probably not working legally yet.
June 10th, 2007 at 8:33 pm
You know, my ancestors came to America as illegal aliens.
Came over on the Mayflower (so the Mormon genealogical records say), saw a big rock and said, “Hey, we’ll live here.” Didn’t bother to ask or anything, just moved in.
Built houses wherever they damn well pleased. Started squeezing out children like there was no tomorrow. Brought all their friends and family from back home. No consideration for any kind of demographic impact, livestock quarrantine, or public health concern, much less a moment’s thought about abiding by any sort of sensible immigration policy. Didn’t learn the language, didn’t honor the laws and customs. Never bothered to so much as apply for a green card.
Damn illegal aliens! They RUINED this country!
June 10th, 2007 at 9:24 pm
When my ancestors saw Ralph`s ancestors arrive, they just shook their heads and said “There goes the neighborhood.”
Some even said it would have been better if the Plymouth Rock had landed on the Pilgrims.
But I have always thought that without troublemakers like Ralph and his ancestors, the world would be a very boring place.