Dan Rather: "It is possible to ache for those on both sides of the divide."

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25. What We Should Do...

While the US dollar still dominates the world economy is put on our big boy and girl pants, call Iran, get agreement / promise from them mainly and the rest of the dogmatically challenged globe, tell them with the world watching, if they cheat it will be the end of them because the whole world will freeze them out till they wither on a fucking vine, Russia too. Make an agreement, one we commit too as well and if the gop tries to interfere like that dim witted Cotton did yrs ago they will be charged with treason and throw in fucking jail, do not pass go enough w/ the GOPs bullshit in affairs outside our border. Both Nixon (for sure) and Reagan should have been thrown in jail for interfering with peace/hostage negotiations.

Tell both That not another dollar or even a fucking penny period goes to Israel or Hamas if they do not sit down and agree on a peace and stick to it. Enough with the “god gave me this land” bullshit. The simple fucking fact is the physical environment we live in dictates two masses cannot occupy the same fucking space so everyone needs at least 1-5 sq ft to simply exist and a few more feet to survive in and that is not going away fuckheads so get your shit together and start living with one another because neither has another fucking planet they can go to and that gwd that both seem to think want a both to live on top of each other is an idiotic product of their imaginations and if they don’t grow up shit is going to really get difficult…

Especially for Israel and the Jewish religion that because of a horrid a book the Bible would not stand a snowballs chance in hell (pun intended) to get published today written 1000’s of yrs ago that has an ill advised 3-way that started all this 💩 to begin with.

It is certainly not fair nor right that one religion or people to get blamed for any of the idiocy in that book…but as I have been told we are 99% animal and 1% human and it is that 1% the phucks us up. That 1% is holding back the other 99%. It’s that 1% that gives us civilization, empathy, knowing right from wrong. An inherent knowledge that each of us has a preferred way to be treated, loved or respected and that you get what you give.

Seriously the Bible is a print version of everything any authoritarian wanna be censor like Tipper Gore, Bill Bennett and Falwell railed against. I have read it (can’t P&M about if not) and between Leviticus, Story of Lot and Numbers it is clear it is primitive man’s version of a law enforcement system. When you cannot afford to have police patrolling streets and helicopters over head an invisible police force that is EVERYWHERE, SEES EVERYTHING, KNOWS ALL, even what you are thinking and will not hesitate to drop your ass in a lake of 🔥 for ETERNITY is a very compelling reason not to steal that bread roll or horse.

If we do not deal w/ the root of this issue which is again that misguided book and all the violence, chaos, death and destruction it’s wrought over the years this never stops.

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It’s usefulness now goes no further then providing underange boys/girls for lascivious exploitation, generating money, and to keep an outdated, myopic mindset relevant after it has been proven time and again to be incorrect and hold zero or questionable value. Clearly demonstrated by man’s decision to simply ignore 50% of the book.

After a catastrophic loss of life of someone I loved and was caring for (Mom) I was devastated. I had hated her down to her marrow until I got out on my own at 16-17. It was then I realized she was not waking up everyday thinking “How can I phuck up RJ today.”, no. She was simply doing what she had learned and her mom had learned before that. There was no nefarious motives or hate just didn’t know or want better. In looking for answer about life/loss and having already tried the drug route knowing that would only = death and was not gonna work again a peer at work told me to look to the Bible all the answers I’ll ever need are right there, turn the page. So I did.

I was on. CWW shift and had next 4 days off. 1st day got coffee and the new KJV version my friend gave me. I had an NIV version but according to him I shouldn’t read that one…it’s was the “devils” version of the Bible.
He was a bit high strung but a decent enough human far as I knew.

I got through Genesis then it was on too Leviticus…and oh boy…what a chapter. It’s insane, I remember thinking “growing up in foster care and going to church every Sunday and Bible school…why had I never heard about the “clean/un-clean” thing or the “two different crops” side by side no, no as well as two different threads being worn. I mean they did tell us there was really bad boo, boo’s we would get if we talked back or were disrespectful to the adults but not 1 phuckin syllable about footballs e.g. Pig Skin.

When my shift came back around I went to the guy who gave me the KJV Bible and asked about Leviticus and the pure whack job insanity the words in the chapter describe and his answer….”Oh I forgot to tell ya just go straight to the New Testament do not waste time on the Old Testament.” I knew instantly same as I had years before when after peer pressure in the foster ward to be “saved” I went up on a stage after the preacher said “anyone in the audience who wants to be saved in the name of jesus come up to the stage.” I did, he and a couple more took like 10-15 of us backstage and started having us pair up. Then the preacher or an assistant came up and looking me straight in the eye told me to “speak in tongues.”…. I was like what, what is tongues? I had never heard of that. I’m not gonna explain beyond saying it is gibberish and 10-15 people all doing that at same time in a back dressing room is…an experience I’ve never forgot nor heard again.

It was self evident that religion was a dead end for me. However losing my mom after she and I had become so close. She became my best friend 1st then she became my mom, accepting/loving/wanting her to be my mom after having such a difficult past that I blamed squarely on her simply was so nice other kids I was roomed during foster years had one and now I did and it was so cool and lasted so terribly short. 10yrs was all I had. Sounds like a lot but it is not. We reconciled in the early 90’s and on 4/28/ 2004 at 0930 I lost her again. I remember driving away from the house after her death. I pulled up to an intersection and on the corner there were two people talking, laughing and carrying on and at 1st got just livid, how dare they they be happy the world just stopped and they have the phucking gall to be laughing…OMG I wanted beat them down but then…that voice we all have up there in our grey matter interrupted me with a quick “Hey AH stop, you are only causing your BP to increase, your temperature to increase it’s not their fault your mom died…the world did not stop only your world and you better get it together because now the real work starts. Which was so true caring for her till she starved to death was hard but not as hard as settling all the open issue she had, getting her body back for cremation…all of it was in me.

I’ve gone on wayyyy toooo long if you are still reading.
Thank you for listening. Last part of this post was just me writing to me I think…if anyone out there read this and you are part of what I have heard call the “sand which” generation, people taking care of kids on 1 side and parents on the other…You have my upmost respect, love and empathy. Know that no matter how tough it is right now it is going to get tougher but it will also get easier… it never gets better but it does get cooler / easier to touch mentally, the memories do not stay red hot forever.