There are many of my friends that are having a hard time getting older. Hell, my mom is having a hard time dealing with that fact also. And I will admit that every once in a while when I am tired, my bones hurt, and I would rather stay in and hang out of the couch than go out. I do think…..ah yes, to be a youngster again. But that lasts about 30 seconds. After those 30 seconds, I read something online that’s completely fucking retarded. Like Facebook not allowing the Marine Corps symbol to be posted because it doesn’t adhere to their community standards. Huh? What the fuck does that even mean? Or this one. The crazy governor of California allowing felons to vote INSIDE prison. And my favorite this week. A university instructor shoots himself in the arm with a .22 to protest President Trump. Yup, its getting absolutely fucking insane in this beautiful country of ours. It really has fundamentally changed in the 8 years before President Trump took office.
Which brings me to the title of this douchbaggary. I am glad I am getting older. I hopefully have around 50 more years before I take a dirt nap. I’m thinking 30-40 of those 50 years I’ll be functionally ok. Meaning, I wont be drooling or shitting all over myself. But look how things have changed in just the last 10 years. What the hell is 50 years going to look like?
I am not really concerned for my sake. But for sake of my daughter who will just be turning 14 in the next month. There’s only so much I can teach her, warn her about, or let her know what not give a fuck about. I know she has a good head on her shoulders. But peer pressure is a mother fucker and the universities today and nothing but liberal thinking factory’s.
So , we shall see. In the mean time, I am going to sit my ass on the couch and watch Law & Order. That show amuses me…
The American 24/7 