Taking off the blinders...
Category: Life

I really should have put this under politics, but I hate the debate with the eccentrics.

Because I'm not writing as often as I once did, I'll re-establish that while I primarily vote democrat more often, I think both parties are more full of shit than not.

Add in the factor of the tug of wars between the parties, and what you end up with is one huge clusterfuck that never does anything right. Nor are people even paying attention to the real decisions. They're too busy worrying about the sermons  of Jeremiah Wright, and the Alaskan governors' daughter's out of wedlock pregnancy.

The whole system is just a joke. As far as I'm concerned, there are only two issues at hand RIGHT NOW; the economy, and the war. And there is only one way to judge how these people feel about these issues, and that is from their roll calls. How often did they vote? What issues did they vote on? Which way did they vote? Did they vote differently in other similar measures? If so, what were the differences between the bills?

So, I don't care what Jeremiah Wright is saying. He's not extreme like Farrakhan. I found nothing of what he said to be racist, and I think the insinuation that what he said was racist was an attack on free speech. He used past and present examples in his sermons to say what IS and HAS happened, as opposed to using the past of one individual or group to predict the future of one OTHER individual or group. There is a difference.

Conversely, bringing Sarah Palin's daughters' pregnancy into the equation was an equally low blow returned by the Democrat party, and they should be ashamed of themselves.

I don't judge Bill Clinton because of a blow job. I don't judge Barrack by his minister. And I don't judge the Republican vice-presidential nominee for possibly having a bastard grandchild. How are we even having this conversation, when the Republicans have GENERALLY been more theistic? Are both parties trying reverse-psychology on us? WTF!

Don't watch this years circus for entertainment. Figure out the tricks. Learn the tricks, and maybe together, we can stop putting so many clowns into office.

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Fundraising update...
Current mood: optimistic
Category: Life

Thanks for all of your suggestions. Today brought some good news, some bad news, and some drama.

I got an idea and I started laying the groundwork on it today. I contacted several function halls to see if any of them could donate the use of their halls. I'm fairly sure that we will get a very large one that will only make money off of the alcohol they sell.

When I have a date set, the plan is to try to get some local bands to play the prospective venue, and have each kid sell just a few tickets. We already found a police officer that will work the detail for free, too.

I've contacted several bands local to the area, but I've yet to hear back from them. Maybe we can even throw them a few bucks to pay their roadies and stuff. We'll see. I'm fairly certain I can get this done though.

So that's the good news. I've got a realistic plan, and the numbers work, easily.

More good news is that we have a professional player coming to speak to the kids on Monday, and they're going to be so excited about that. We might try to see if he will help out (with a donation), but maybe that will be pushing it. The player is Na' il Diggs who plays linebacker for the Carolina Panthers, and formerly played for the Green Bay Packers. Not a Patriot, but nice of him to come meet with the kids. He was in town hanging out with Patriots tight end Ben Watson and wide receiver Kelley Washington.

The president of the league is also in contact with Bills running back Jamal Lewis, and working on getting him to pay a visit also. The idea is to get the kids to see them as real people just like them, and lead them THAT way, rather than what seems like inevitability; drugs, poverty, and gang-banging.

I'm finding myself in with a great group of people that want to make a difference. Many are volunteers at the local homeless shelter, which I found out in a discussion about how the mayor said that if they don't start checking I.D.'s and banning people that drink, then he will not renew the lease to the shelter. He says those people will just move elsewhere, when the reality is, we will have a bunch of cold dead bodies lying on the sidewalks come January. This fucker has to go. He has gone way too far.

Anyway, now the drama... the competing league president still keeps attacking the president of my sons league to possible sponsors. So far, 25 sponsors are backing out, all saying that she was thrown out of that league. So the president of my sons league is filing a defamation of character lawsuit on Monday, and that's really messy for me, because my daughter is a cheerleader in THAT league (is there with all of her friends).

I know for a fact that the league my daughter was in ended up losing out on all of their equipment because it was stored in a trailer with no ventilation and it all got mouldy. So now we've got two groups of kids that needed equipment legitimately, but they got theirs by stealing the sponsors from the new league.

If it goes to court, either one set of kids, or the other, will lose out. From my eyes, it's a lose, lose situation.  I'm going to work on the president to file the lawsuit PERSONALLY, and not against the league, while still trying to get the money ourselves.

I've even been calling other leagues and high schools for equipment donations. Nothing so far. But something's got to give. I'll keep ya'll updated.

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Need your help brainstorming...
Category: Life

Here's the scoop...  as the regulars might know, my boy just started playing in a tackle football league. It is a fairly new league in my area, and this year was the team's inception in my city.

The other teams in the league came in fully set up, as they diminished their Pop Warner teams, and took all of their equipment with them from those leagues. The difference between the leagues, is that Pop Warner football has weight limits that are ridiculous by today's standards. Some of the kids forced into our league are just tall kids and not fat at all. For my son, his birthday came 18 days too late of the deadline to play, and the new league sets their teams by grade-level in school.

Anyway, sponsors had made promises for contributions to pay for the equipment, but one of the competing leagues contacted them to make up what may or may not be lies about the new league president (allegations of theft at a previous league), and all of the sponsors backed off.

So, we've got 200 kids of all ages going through the hell of a football camp 3 1/2 hours EVERY day. And we're 2 weeks away still $5000 short of the deposit for their pads, helmets, etc.

I have nothing to do with the league, but I have one little boy that is going to be devestated when his hopes were brought so high if he can't play. I can imagine he's not the only one that loves football that much.

Any ideas of how to efficiently raise $5000? Our asshole mayor will not allow us to go "canning" for more than one day. The best idea that I could come up with is to find a printer to donate a printing package, and sell advertisement; and even that is not going to be very efficient for me. It's possible, but it's a longshot.

Please help with any ideas. Thanks.

Mike

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Narcissism... is it gay?
Category: Life

I was looking in the mirror today while sitting in my car bored and smoking a butt. And I thought to myself, " Damn you're an ugly bastard!"

Am I really an ugly bastard? Well that's just an opinion, and either way you answer, I honestly don't give a fuck. I never really have given a fuck. But the feedback I received in my younger years said the contrary. I never had any problems with women, but it did not make me cocky. You know why?

Because when I looked in the mirror, I saw a FUCKING MAN! Does anyone see my point here? I have never looked at a dude in my entire life and thought, "Man, that guy is fucking HOT!" This includes myself. ALL DUDES ARE UGLY TO ME, including myself.

With chicks, it's a little different for some reason. Women judge themselves. They judge other women.  They judge men. Basically, they're very judgemental.

Now, I've got to go before a feminist wanders in. But before I do, I have an unrelated question to ask you all, and it is NOT an original thought, but a strange coincidence(?) I wanted to point out.

Remember the song "White Rabbit" from Jefferson Airplane or whatever the fuck they were calling themselves then? It went 'One pill makes you taller. And the other makes you small.' 'Go ask Alice. When she's six feet tall."

Interesting selection of brandname for the erectile dysfuntion pill Cialis (See Alice), don't ya think?

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Forget the miserable crap...
Category: Life

Until or unless they lock me up, they can't take my happiness from me as long as I've got my family and my guitar.

I learned "Black Dog" from Led Zeppelin in two days, and I'm REALLY proud of it. And I'm playing it unplugged on my acoustic and it sounds good to me. This is epic to me, because to me it proves that I'm only limited by my current abilities, experience, and equipment. And when I was playing with distortion and all the pedals and said I was better, it wasn't because it was covering mistakes, but that the songs I was playing required pedals and distortion.

I have a $300 electric-guitar (cheap, by guitar starndards), a donated 5 watt amp, and donated cables. My guitar simply does not have the sustain (ability to carry a note) for many songs, let alone with the lack of pedals.

There are some other things that I can't do that limit what I can play. I suck at bending and sliding, two essentials for rock n' roll and the blues. I keep trying and trying, and I still can't do them. It is frustrating. But the important thing to me is that I know I have the brain speed and hand speed now. I'm so excited!

Now if I could just conquer those pesky bends and slides, I'd feel like I could conquer anything. Fucking rock on!

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Meeting with a public defender...
Category: Life

I met with my court assigned attorney today. On one hand, HE spoke of the Constitution yet conservative judges. But on the other hand, he was seemingly basically trying to strip me of all of my defense, by placing fear in me that the worst is going to happen. I believe this is an open and shut case that should have never been opened.

There is a police report that says I am a drug addict, and the public pretender wants me to avoid character witnesses, and says I will draw them if I try to refute that I'm a drug addict. But my problem is that THEY mentioned this with the knowledge that I have a criminal record and wanted to draw my "character."

I argued that I don't care if they draw my character, because I think I can succumb my past convictions with a lack of evidence, and testimony that I've changed. Who here was the same person at 19 as they were at 31?  If you say you're the same, then you're probably suspicious in my eyes, because I have changed and dozens of character witnesses of esteemed value are not going to risk their reputation for a scumbag. More than likely, the scumbag burns his bridges.

I was pissed when I left the public pretender. I came away with a feeling that I was a bartering piece for him. I gave him a fair shake. I've given justice a fair shake regarding this issue, I think. I thought, "I'm NOT GUILTY, what more harm can come but my scarlett letter problem? But a perceived manipulation left me unconfident that this guy gives a rat's ass about me or my family, and I'm just another chip to negotiate with in the grand scheme of things.

When I told him that a plea-bargain is non-negotiable to me, he seemed to be trying to talk me into one. FUCK THAT. I'm not afraid that they put on the report that the maximum sentence is five years. I'm NOT admitting to something that I didn't do. I will do the time if I get screwed over, and spend an eternity fighting it to clear my name and waste all of our tax dollars. It's not MY fault. I will be doing the right thing, and following through with the education they sold me but don't want to deliver on.

The burden of proof is on them, not me. But this lawyer is telling me what I CAN say, and what I CAN'T say. The judge will also tell me what I can and can't say.

Send me to prison falsely accused. I will not feed into fear-mongering and conspiracies. The truth will eventually be known by all, one way or the other, and I'm comfortable with that.

I've hired a competent attorney that DOES care about me. He is friends with my father, and we have built a relationship. He's considered to be a little nuts, even by me, but he is speaking the Constitution and MY rights, and I'm more comfortable with being wrongly accused and a victim of a witch hunt than I am of being wrongly accused and having a lawyer in on the witch hunt.

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Swimming through my mind...
Category: Life

I've got a lot of work to do. Fortunately, I'm a societal-throwaway in a bad economy with nothing but time on my hands and a vendetta to fulfill.

I've searched high and low for cases where ONLY hearsay is admissable as probable cause for an arrest warrant, and the only cases I can come up with all specify that it was from a reliable source (proven) and that there was fairly reliable information to support the allegations. I showed you the police report last night; did it look like there was much that was reliable in that report?

Yes, I need to get my act together and get back into the lawbooks, but while lawyers don't want to touch a civil case on this (I've called them), I'm ready to file a lawsuit as my own attorney and do the work for once, because this is supposedly not do-able according to them., even though I know it is wrong and accounted for by the Constitution (and even all precedents I've seen so far). And with my attorneys savings, I should be able to keep this going FOREVER, if I put in the work.

At the very least, it could be a publicity stunt to slow their haste in arresting innocent men. At best, I could WIN and this state could finally pay for all of the injustices it has done to me in the past (such as allowing a person to commit grand larceny against me in the past because it was "hearsay" even though I had MANY reliable witnesses, because it was "hearsay" and therefore a civil matter).

At worst, I might HAVE to move, because I feel an onslaught of charges and setups coming as soon as I file my lawsuit.  I know how this works. When I beat my case and sue, I'm the asshole that got away with beating up the retard and is now attacking their fellow officers. Well, fellow officers, if you operated as the government for, of, and by the people as was intended, we wouldn't be going here.

Do you know what the cop that "arrested" (I turned myself in willingly to keep my drivers license, and they threw me in cuffs)  me said to me? He told me that I've probably done things in the past that I got away with, so it's really no big deal. And this is how they think.

They fucked with the wrong person. Sure, I have no money. Sure, I don't have a great past. But I keep saying that if there is a God, he gave me this brain for a reason, and it wasn't to waste my life away on a roof. They've given me a reason to stop talking, and start acting.

Let's go fuckers! Time to stop thinking so jaded and remember the Constitution and the Bill of Rights, or reach in your fucking pockets. I've got nothing to lose, and everything to prove and gain. Let me humiliate you with your own rules. Yours is a double-edged sword too, because just as information is public to YOU, it is also public to ME.  Just as YOU can strike a juror, so can I. After that, it's all about hard work and skill. You'll be amazed at my adaptability.

Now... my first thing I want to know, is what is the right language to use to obtain information about potential jurors. What kind of information can I get?

P.S. I'm not following tomorrow. I've got time. I've heard, "a man that represents himself has a fool for a lawyer," but this is a civil lawsuit that has merit in my opinion.

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The Official Police Report
Category: Life

The following is the official narrative of the police report for the charges that were recently filed against me. They are word for word to protect my cousin, and also to protect myself from lawsuit. You'll see why I need to protect myself near the end.

"On the above date and time, C7, S. Castle responded to 19 ______ St. 2'nd concerning an A&B. The victim _________ stated that his cousin Michael Severance, punched him in the face. (Victim's surname), who is mentally challenged, stated that Severance asked for him for money, (Victim's surname) stated that he refused and Severance punched him in the face. (Victim's surname) had a large swollen contusion to the left side of his face.

I asked (Victim's surname) for more information concerning the incident, but he did not say anything further other than Severance punched him in the face and that he did not give Severance his money. I asked (the victim) if he could describe Severance or had information concerning his age or address. (Victim's surname) said that Severance was in his thirties and that he had a drug problem.  I asked (Victim's surname) if Severance tried to physically take his money away from him during the incident, but he said no. EMS then transported  (Victim Surname) to Union Hospital to be examined for face and head injuries.

An arrest warrant will be sought for Michael Severance at Lynn District Court on 07/07/08 for assault and battery on a retarded person C265/13F."

That's the official narrative that I received today in the mail from my lawyer. And you know, if I wasn't mad enough at being falsely accused of beating up a retarded person, I'm infuriated at the insinuation that I could be called a drug addict! I fucking HATE hard drugs, and drug addicts have ruined my life more times than I wish to count. A  FUCKING DRUG ADDICT being put down on my permanent record? WTF!

Again... none of it will stick. I can roll out enormous amounts of upstanding citizens that are my family that I see every day that KNOW my hate towards the scum that drug addicts become. I don't just talk about this stuff on Mypace. Maybe hate is a strong word even, but they disgust me, and everyone knows that.

So here's the thing; I will roll out friends and family members at least in double digits that are the closest to me and are VERY upstanding citizens that are going to verify that I've never asked to borrow ONE penny from them EVER. I have NEVER stolen from anyone, EVER. I haven't burnt ONE bridge in my family, because I'm not a scumbag. IN FACT, I usually do not even have minor disagreements with people. I will argue in a gentlemanly manner with people, but I do not force my will on others unless they're trying to intimidate me.

I had a state Home Improvement Contractors license that is going to verify that I've had hundreds of thousands of dollars in checks in my possession without one complaint of burning someone. I have a track record with the Better Business Bureau that says "0" complaints.

Look, as soon as I heard the allegations (mind you, the drug addict thing is recent news to me), I said to myself, "That's something a JUNKIE does."

But wait... there's more! I was so desperate to fulfill my addiction that, even though I had $1100 dollars in my account on that day, I tried to take his money, failed, and went to a barbeque to hang out with cops and jailworkers without getting my fix just an hour later. I EVEN competed in a footrace and over 100 people witnessed me tripping over another racers flip flop and injuring my SECOND hand (as my strong hand was already broken).

Nice police work, Columbo! You really fucking NAILED it! I'm your guy!

Just throw it on my permanant record, because I don't have enough strikes against me. Honestly, I don't. I want it to be harder! This is no fucking challenge. Can we do a plea bargain that would allow me to make 50 cents an hour for the rest of my life to break boulders. THAT would be a REAL fucking challenge and maybe I wouldn't get so bored conquering what I DO have in life.

FUCK THE SYSTEM! You think I'm angry?! You're fucking damn right I'm angry. I'm tired of wearing a scarlet letter. I'm tired of a system where "hearsay" is permitted as "probable cause," and the only thing necessary for "due-process " and completely disregarding blatant language in the Constitution that is supposed to protect me from this SHIT. I'm tired of a system that allows some moron to read the lifelong CORI report incorrectly, and not realize that I was found not guilty, but being allowed to come to their own conclusions.

I'm mad. I'm sad. I'm bewildered. I have more hate now than ever in my life. With that same passion, I have as much love than ever in my life. You all know me; I have an obligation to my family. I intend to fulfill that obligation. But I am pissed and I am NEVER going to forget this. I was guilty before, and I still had a cause that I spoke about. I'm a vindictive mother-fucker now, and I will fight to get our rights back harder than I've ever fought now. I WILL

I will not rest until nobody can see these things on a permanent record, because it isn't right. I WILL NEVER SHUT UP, AND I WILL CONTINUE TO LEARN, AND I WILL COME HARDER AND HARDER AT THIS GOVERNMENT. Mark my mother-fucking words, because they're as good as gold, which is more than the dollar can say!

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The state of America...
Category: Life

I'm going to try to keep this short. We'll see how that goes:)

I've been screwing around on the forums for my instant gratification, and while I've usually gone there for guitar advice, I saw a title called, "Why don't people want to hire felons?"

The poster was an intelligent black man from Chicago; he is NOT a felon, and had some great realistic points. Points that I have stated here on my blogs. If you leave a person with no options, then you're dealing with desperate people that will go to extremes for survival. To cast judgement on them is just oppression, because if any person has the choice of live or die, they will choose live. This is fucking natural.

For myself personally, just living is not enough, and I imagine I'm not alone. I was meant for better things. And while I sit here and say no excuses, when they tell me that being pissed off is an excuse, I get more pissed. They're telling me, "Well, you're looking at it like a pessimist. You know what your circumstances are, so if you're not successful then it is just an excuse."

Okay... so if I tied them up in my basement and gave them bread and water, do you suppose they'd be thinking positively? They should be thinking that tomorrow I'm going to let them go, alive and well, and they're going to graduate from Harvard and topple Bill Gates, by their theories.

But the only thing that pisses me off, is that I was arguing with a cop, and he had nothing to say but call me "scum" and "trash." He also said that the story that I told him about my life is maybe fabricated, or that I was AT LEAST omitting information.

I kept pointing out the fact that it was him attacking me with insults and no facts, and he was consistently saying that he has two pieces of paper that says he graduated from college, a piece of paper that says he is a police officer, and a piece of paper that says he served in a war, while I only have a piece of paper that says I'm a felon.

I say this disqualifies him, when combined with his attitude. He was clearly brainwashed and not subject to reason. I get along with a LOT of cops. Not everyone is brainwashed, and there are some within the government that actually look with their eyes and make decisions that aren't biased. But I caught him in lies and propoganda with proof, and he'd just change the subject and insult me.

But the way society is, it doesn't matter that I mopped the floor with him in a gentlemanly and educated manner... those pieces of paper tell the entire stories of life, philosophy, intelligence, judgement, etc. They are gospel, and that is why there are so many injustices. People don't want to THINK. They want someone that has been accredited as "better" than them to listen to. They're too lazy to seek the truth. They'd rather listen to a decorated retard than a semi-accomplished outcast.

The world of blogging may be too slow for me. But the world of forums are a scapedgoat sometimes. Because I was mopping the floor with them in an intelligent manner, they didn't acknowledge me after a while. They quit, because they had no answers, and it's bullshit. PROVE ME WRONG, or admit you're wrong. Be honorable. Don't leave it at a lie.

And that's my rant for tonight.

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No regard for our fellow humans...
Category: Life

Tonight, on my local news, a woman facing foreclosure of her home today faxed a suicide letter to the mortgage company that reported it to police, but they arrived too late and she wasn't just threatening, unfortunately.

Look, this is a serious problem. It is THE problem with capitalism.

The general principle of capitalism is that when people succeed , they inspire others to do so and they provide jobs to others through their ingenuity, and everyone is happy. But the application of capitalism is terribly flawed and corrupt.

We have misplaced priorities, and we measure success by how much we can gain. And if you ask me, some of the dumbest of us succeed from capitalism, when really we're selfish and naive. Not to mention egotistical.

I've read some of the series, "Rich dad, poor dad." Some of the concepts in the series are that successful people are successful because they surround themselves with successful people. I ask this... do we surround ourselves with successful people, or do we inspire it; or are we a PART of it? And I'm not talking about monetary success, necessarily.

I believe that if you are a good person, no matter your mistakes, the cream of the crop should rise to the top. But in the application of it all, it never works that way...

It's like we were bought and sold LONG before we were ever born. And to me, that is just WRONG. We need to work harder as a people to make others happy. We need to speak to eachother and listen to eachother, like our lives are at stake. The cream of the crop SHOULD rise to the top, but it just doesn't. This isn't physics. It is politics, and it destroys the fabric of the world.

Those that are great sometimes are painted as criminals, and those that are criminals are sometimes painted as great. But we are blind and oblivious to that notion, and it is becoming the destruction of America.

"Think. It's not illegal yet."

It might not be illegal yet, but it's widely frowned upon. Because we're capitalist's, nobody wants to be on the "weaker" side. Everyone wants to just go with the flow. What's new? What's hot? What's chic? What's in? What's out?

If you think as an individual, you're banished from this generation of society. You can die and become a prophet like an artist ahead of their time later in life, but THIS generation has NO tolerance for progessionism or individuality in America.

I'll give you an example that will be politically incorrect, for certain. I read online maybe three months ago that, some guy planted a bomb at a Hillary Clinton headquarters in New Hampshire. I was going to vote for Hillary, but frankly, I wanted to know "why" while the news had already condemned him.

We (or you) buy whatever they sell us and it's all a big smoke and magic show. And we (or you), are so in awe that you're not even up to the challenge of trying to figure out how they did the trick.

Capitalism is supposed to inspire individual thought, but all we're being given is one huge manipulation and nobody cares. And from my perspective, it is just spineless and cowardly.

This lady that gave her life took it too far. It is MY fault because I haven't done enough. I killed her, and YOU killed her. We've given too much to pop-culture, and I'm not talking about music.

She is a hero to me, because she spoke out even if inadvertently, that we're all followers, and we're followers of the wrong path. We need to stop judging based on what we hear, and start judging based on what we see.

We need to look, and stop making these one size fits all laws. We're competent, but we're told all of these rules that take away from justice.

I could die tomorrow. If I do, I will be successful if I can only make a difference on how we see others. Please do the same. Read the Constitution. Read about Ghandi, and Martin Luther King. Read about Ben Franklin and George Washington. Read about people that matter to human-kind, and not just you.

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Mixed feelings about blogging...
Category: Life

I touched on something last night, at least to myself. Blogging kind of wore me out. It's not you, it's me. I half-ass these blogs, and you guys are all awesome people that always show me some support.

I'm thankful when you read me and comment on what I say, but I put little to no effort into this. But a fact to me, is that when I come here sometimes, I'm here to express myself-- raw as it may be, you still support me.

But lately, I'm just so curious about life and I always want answers, but the answers I'm seeking are more often than not on my subscription list. Is that mean for saying that? It's not intended to be...

Lately, I'm actually FASCINATED with the theists vs. atheists debate, as I said last night. To me, I've always ..had a hard time believing in God as He or She is presented to me. And as I get older and older, the idea that we're made in God's likeliness seems more and more far-fetched than ever. Or the idea that there is some Intelligent Design seems preposterous to me.

It doesn't help theists any to convince me any, when I know for a fact that even if there is a "God", religion and all of their books are just fabricated propaganda, and so the whole intent is built on lies. I can't help it. These are the conclusions I've come to based on facts that I've learned. But I'm not YOU. What am I missing here?

I guess what I'm saying is that some of you are really good people that keep reading me, and while I feel so guilty that I'm not reading a whole lot, I wouldn't want you to keep reading me to spare my feelings, and I can't find it in me to read out of obligation.  This doesn't mean that we aren't friends. Maybe nowadays, a message to me would get my attention more than a blog comment.

Some have even tried that, and I've even been a shit conversationalist. So what is my problem? I think I'm always looking for INSTANT gratification, or I get bored and walk away.

In person, I can not force a conversation. If I'm not passionate about something, I usually just say nothing. But if I'm passionate and I'm catching good vibes, I DO find myself in very engaging and enjoyable conversation.

As has been the case lately, this blog was to me. I'm trying to figure me out again, because i'm changing again. Sorry 'bout that.

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Do you sneeze?
Category: Life

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The God Wars of Myspace
Category: Religion and Philosophy

I got what I asked for. There are some really intelligent bloggers in the rankings. But as soon as you bring religion, politics, or even sports into it sometimes, they go instantly retarded.

Yes, I talk about all of the above, but I do not let any of them consume me. I mean, seriously, what is the fucking point?

I see devout atheists writing intelligent blogs, as well as intelligent people that believe in a God.  But that either thinks they're going to change the mind of the other is just fucking retarded. I'm sorry, there is no other word for it.

I think that everyone has a right to their own beliefs, and if an atheist and a holy person want me to make a choice between them, THEN they can both go to hell if there is one, as far as I'm concerned.

I'm not trying to insinuate that I was put into that situation. I'm just pointing out that we're allowing things to divide us, and THAT is illogical to me.  Whether we're theists or atheists, it is destructive to let passion consume you, and passions WILL consume you when you talk about certain issues. We're all inter-connected and dependent on eachother. So we can waste a bunch of time trying to control things that we can't,  or we can accept that we're all here together.

No amount of, "Yankees suck" or "Red Sox suck" are going to change the minds of their fans. I'm not going to have some epiphany tomorrow and say, "Oh yeah, I see what they mean! The Red Sox DO suck. Now I get it!"

It is no different with religion or the lack thereof. I'm not going to wake up tomorrow after having some dream and think, "That was a message from GOD!" Nor is it probable that I'm going to hear something on your blog to make me believe.

Politics, religion, and sports are matters of the heart. And we all have different experiences from which we derive our answers from. This is a fact to me. Forget stats, facts, etc. The point is, why get caught up in the shit that can never be resolved to the extent that they consume themselves with it and beg for misery? I'm just as curious as the next person if there is a God or not, but IT WILL NEVER BE PROVEN!

Why waste this time arguing?

Anyway, I'm not saying that I have no superstitions. I never believed in ghosts, and my fucking house is haunted. People can think what they want... I don't care! I hear what sounds like wrestling matches upstairs ALL THE TIME when nobody is home, so think what you want to think, and don't tread on whatever other people think..

If we all did this, we'd be just fine.

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I spent the day in jail today...
Category: Life

So how was your day?

I got a letter from the Registry of Motor Vehicles on Friday stating that there was a warrant for my arrest and that my drivers license would be revoked if I didn't clear the matter up. I had no idea what it could possibly be. I came up with two debts that I owe, and that's all I could think of.

I was going to go to work today, but I just had this bad feeling that I was going to be pulled over and arrested and my car would be impounded. So I said to myself; hey, I've done nothing that they will send me to jail for. Might as well not take any chances of losing even more money that I can't afford to get my car out of the impound. Or, even worse, get arrested with my kids in the car, my kids turned over to the Department of Social Services AND my car impounded.

So I walk into the courthouse of my own free will and I tell them I want to clear up a warrant. And the next thing I know, I'm in shackles and handcuffs, booked, and thrown in a cell. The cop that processed me said that because I was a gentleman, he would be a gentleman back and tell me that I'm being charged with Assault and Battery on a Retarded person.

WTF! So, now I'm thinking that some random person that is retarded picked my name out of a lineup. But NO. As it turns out, a cousin that I've met maybe 5 times in my life, who is retarded, told them that I punched him in the face, and I demanded money from him. I haven't seen the kid in FOUR YEARS, and that was only at a funeral. Not to mention, that one time when I was 12 years old I ran into him at a park and there were 4 kids picking on him and I fought all four of them at once.  Even YOU GUYS know me better than this.

Well luckily, just after the incident allegedly happened, I was at a block party at a Correctional Officers house, and there were tons of cops there. Even better than that, the Captain of the police force was there. However, they can only attest to my demeanor, since I didn't get there until after it was said to have happened.

All kinds of family showed up to attest that I haven't had any contact with the kid for years, and that he is as whacked as whacked can be. I'm going to file motions for subpeonas of evidence, for records from my ISP, Myspace.com, and Yahoo.com, that are going to verify that I was at my house on my computer while my family was getting ready.

I'm a free man right now, because first of all, I didn't do it. Second of all, I had alibi's at my arraignment. And third of all, it came out from my family that my cousin has done such things recently as; bite himself and claimed someone stabbed him. And he called in a bomb threat to the local police last week.

Before my lawyer spoke for me, the judge made a snide remark about the DA's request for bail at $1000 dollars. But after my lawyer explained that I walked in of my own free will, have walked in of my own free will with more serious charges in the past and faced my responsibilities, that they were asking for my mortgage money, and that there is no credibility, the judge let me go on personal recognizance (just a promise to appear).

It sounds like justice is working, right? Well, it's not. Even though I was arrested over something that a person who is mentally unstable said and nothing else....

Even though NO investigation was done to verify any credibility, "Where were you on...."

When I beat it, you can add another black mark to my permanent record. Instead of saying guilty, it just looks like I got away with beating up a retarded person. Is that justice? And if you were a cop and pulled me over, what would you think about someone that has gun charges and assault and battery on police officer charges from when he was a kid, that recently got away with beating up a retarded person? Would you think I was a likeable person?

I have the worst luck in the world! Why me? Of all people, why pick such an easy target (as my lawyer put it)? I mean, it's like he picked my name out of a hat...

For what it's worth, this is just dumb (shit) luck. My cousin is retarded, I'm not mad at him. This is just a scenario where the system screws EVERYONE. It is even screwing him, by not getting him more help.

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