A Tired Old Man
Most people who know me would say that I am generally a happy guy, and that not much gets to me. This is not one of those moments.
From a woman’s march partially led by a woman with ties to Hamas (in case you haven’t heard the news, Hamas is not a feminist-friendly organization), to protests in Berkeley against Ann Coulter and Milo Yiannopoulos (Berkeley? The Birthplace of the Free Speech Movement? Really?) and beyond, this has not always been a good year for the Jimster. Add to this that the mainstream media is using these events to further an agenda to separate us and keep buying the pills they peddle…
Folks, I’m just plain tired.
I’m tired of elected representatives who represent only themselves.
I’m tired of groups claiming to be anti-Fascist and anti-Nazi who put their message across using the same tactics as the groups they claim to oppose.
I’m tired of the media, pundits, and politicians who were gob-smacked on Election Day, and are trying to save face and get their revenge for being wrong by continuing false narratives about the President. (And no, I didn’t vote for him, so please, let’s not go there.)
I’m tired of our colleges and universities being infested with the Leaders of the Participation Trophy Movement.
Most of all, I am tired of these pathetic attempts to make me feel guilty for being White, Catholic, Libertarian, and (most of all) American. I refuse to accept responsibility for dreamed-up micro-aggressions or hallucinated advantages over my fellow humans.
I’m also pissed that Glen Campbell died.
I’m gonna go sit in a corner and watch Popeye cartoons. I’ll be less tired and cranky next time, I promise.