November 3, 2025
When John was 6 his father asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up.
John said, a race car driver.
His father thought that was cute.
When John was 11 his father asked him again what he wanted to be.
John said, a race car driver.
At 15, he asked him one more time and got the same answer as before.
Why race cars, John?
It’s my destiny, Dad.
At 17 John was killed in a racing accident.
At the funeral, his father said, "All his life John wanted to race cars. Our son died doing exactly what he wanted to do. He got to live out his dream. That’s more than most of us do. John told me it was his destiny. It was ours too."
November 4, 2025
Overheard a teen talking to himself on a city bench.
-- I can’t believe she left me! I hate my life! I hate living! It’s all garbage. Why am I here? Why am I living this shit life? Nobody knows what the hell is going on, it’s a messed up world…I don’t like any of it. Screw you, Linda. I don’t care about anything anymore.
He gets up from where he is sitting, approaches a stranger walking by and slaps him across the face. The stranger is shocked and takes a step back. The teen doesn’t know what to do next. But when the stranger walks on without saying a word, the teen melts down. He starts crying, Linda Linda, right there on the street. Soon, he stops crying and looks around.
Another stranger approaches. The teen reaches out and slaps this person too. Only the reaction is different. The youth is asked why he did what he did, but again had no answers. This seemed to enrage the stranger and he beat the teen slapper silly. After a bit, the boy picked himself up, cursed Linda several times and shuffled off. 'Twas nothing more than other people’s lives.
November 6, 2025
He wanted to be a spy, or at the very least a cop who gets to carry a gun. He started with the spy people first. He found the paperwork to be a spy was thorough and detailed and in one section they wanted him to list all his friends and relatives, their professions, addresses and phone numbers. He didn’t like doing that. He felt he was implicating them in something they had nothing to do with so he asked if he could skip that section. They chuckled amongst themselves and promptly rejected him. Next, he went to the State Police, but he didn’t fit their physical minimum requirements. He then tried the local police and actually got an interview but was rejected because of the unacceptable views he espoused. That left only two choices: security guard for Brinks, or security guard at the mall. He smiled to himself. Either way, he gets to carry a gun. A sort of cop who gets to carry a gun is guarding our money and malls. You good with that?
November 8, 2025
I’m not going to lie, there are some damned awful people in this world. People that can’t be talked to or reasoned with are not worth anybody’s time. Why should anyone respect their ignorance? If your friends or family are some of these awful people, I suggest getting new friends or family. There that’s tidy.
