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Misty Blue  Do you ever feel like maybe you were born in the wrong century? That your morality and principles belong to a bygone era where logic and common sense were used to make important decisions instead of a collective set of emotions, and try as you may, you will never really fit into this age? I've been in a really weird mood for lack of a better term. Part of it likely has to do with living in an age of madness where nothing makes any kind of sense. We have 'leaders' who seem hell bent on returning us to the 1950's where "White is Right" and destroying the planet is normal. Where a human fetus has rights but the woman carrying it is property to be controlled. A world where after the fetus becomes an actual human , those rights are shredded to ribbons and who gives a fuck if they eat or have a home. A world where human dignity has a dollar sign attached to it and if you don't have tons of money, then your life has no value unless it is in some way exploitable. As I said, it is a weird mood. In a bid to keep my sanity, I have been avoiding the news and Facebook, but I checked the news today and well, here I am. I seem to forget that I have to maintain a certain amount of detachment or I am seriously going to fall into another depression. Because me, myself, and I are not enough to tackle all that is broken, and there is no coalition, no collaborative collective that is seriously doing anything more than beating a dead to death yet again with talk, talk, talk. I have signed petitions, spoken out, shared thoughts and my own opinions until my hands ache and my head hurts. And still the horror that is humanity's inhumanity continues to become more and more self-destructive. After a time, you have to just realize that there really is nothing more that you can do as one person, you know? Maybe I will find something happy to blog about later. I really just needed to vent all this out somewhere so it will quit spinning around in my brain. "Shall I tell you the secret of the true scholar? It is this: every man I meet is my master in some point, and in that I learn of him." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson   |
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I'd like to bring back stocks in the Public Square...There's quite a few who need rotted food and feces flung at their faces...Yep...Wrong century...   
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first, i roared at the meme. i want a t shirt. the rest, i feel like we just sat down and bitched, laughed, cried, sighed and left a wee bit drunk. best read of my week. i feel so understood. You cannot conceive the many without the one.
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I am so sick of the news media in all forms. Thank fully I do not have TV at home to irritate me. Walking on the curbside has another tale: in Europe it started so if anyone threw slops out the upstairs windows she would not get any on her Go Figure history Loved this post (Virtual Symposium Group) use Virtual Symposium Group
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I just can't keep up with the 'Noughties'. I'd be happy just to go back to the Seventies.....the 1970s! If we were passing each other on a cliff edge and there was only room for one, I'd definitely let you toss me off the edge  
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Avoiding the news might work, but so too would getting it from a variety of sources. Things are rarely as black and white as depicted in most media these days. Endeavor to at least here the other side - then make your judgement. Mostl likely, the "truth" is somewhere between the two depicted extremes. I Had to Correct Her Hotel Room Messes Sports, on HNW [post 3312759] My Private Blog - Tell Me ALL Your Secrets
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This post makes so much sense!! I keep watching the news and reading the newspaper though. Like you say, we are but one person....who listens to us. I always walk on the curb side when walking with the Mrs....not so much to beat and automobile with my penis....or beat a dead horse  ....but for the sake of chivalry!
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