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February 24, 2017

More on my routine

Filed under: Health, My Life and Rants — Scottie @ 12:33

I would like to share with you more of my morning routine.  My routine is important to me and if rush to do something else I get all flustered.   I often forget things if I don’t stay with my routine.  I tend to be out of sorts for sometime.  

So I left off basically at getting my shower and leaving the bedroom.  I go to my office, turn on the computers, lights, open the blinds.  I then feed the cats treats as they are meowing at me, and each one is on their sides of my desk.  Milo next to the monitors, and Odie in the alcove.  I have small towels down so they know where to lay and do not try to crowd me.  If I do not put the towels down they creep closer to my hands , closer to the equipment.  I then go to the open concept kitchen / living room.  I start my coffee.  I open all the blinds.  I get a couple sodas from the refrigerator.  I return to my office.

  I should explain the lay out.  It sounds like I am moving down hallways and stuff, which is not so.  When we bought the place we loved the design of the home.  It was an older home but seemed in good shape.  We knew the owners, who had only been in the home a couple years.  They portrayed themselves as extremely moral christians.  We spent a lot of time with them and enjoyed their company.  So we were both surprised and dismayed to find out they lied to us.  The house was not sound.  It had massive water damage, mold in the walls, failing pipes, rotten floors.  After a couple years of trying to fix things piecemeal and stay ahead of each crisis Ron decided the only way to get ahead was to gut the whole place and rebuild it.  We did not see much problems.  Ron had the skills and we had the money to do it.  Then after gutting the place and pulling up the floors, taking out all the walls, redoing the pipes and electric things changed.  We lost a large chunk of our income.  I got very ill and my medical cost soared.  We also took in someone who needed a home who had no income and way to survive without us.  The repairs ground to a halt.  We lived this way for a few years.   Now things are again returning to a more normal status.  Ron and James put down floors, built new bathrooms, set up walls.  So here is the new layout for the kitchen / living room / my office.   Ron left the kitchen / living room open with no dividers.   It works best for me the less walls and hallways I have to go around.  My office has a door on an angle to the the open living room / kitchen.  Basically my door way is in the middle of both rooms.  Ron did this deliberately so I would be part of the household, and interact with others.   

Back to my morning routine.  I now start my daily computer tasks.  I first set the second computer I use to watch news and movies / videos and other things on.  I normally start with a semi news and comedy program, from there I move to several news stations.   Then on my main computer I open Twitter and do a dozen or so tweets.  Then I open my blog home page and start to answer the comments.   The comments are very important to me.  I love them.  I try to answer each one.  At this point I use to go to a bunch of comic pages I like and get chuckles out of.  However I rarely do that now as I have a lot of blogs I love that I get emails from about comments and new posts.   So because I sometimes don’t feel up to being on the computer or have doctors appointments I have gotten way behind on them.   What I prefer to do is have a list of bookmarked sites of fellow bloggers I really enjoy.  I use to just go down the list, read all the new posts and comment on them.  I prefer to do my reading and blogging this way.   Until I get my email backlog knocked down I now start by opening my email and reading each one, using them to go to the posts and comments I have missed.   

So that is my morning routine and basicly my day.  Today my computer time will be interrupted.  I did not get to my computer until 11 AM.  Then about 1 PM I have to wake Ron ( Ron worked a 12 hour shift last night and I was in too much pain to sleep until after 3 AM )  to take me to the hospital outpatient lab for a urine test.  The doctors are worried about my liver with the meds I was on.  My primary wants me to take less pain meds, which I can’t do.   My pain doctors want my primary care to put me on sugar meds that do not strain my liver, which she doesn’t want to do.  I am in the middle and having to do lots of blood and urine tests. 

This is my day, almost every day.  It is my routine and I like it.  Be well.   Hugs

 

February 22, 2017

Routine

Filed under: My Life and Rants — Scottie @ 15:20

I have been recently reading and responding to a really enjoyable blog called   CHRONICLES OF AN ANGLO SWISS at  https://angloswiss-chronicles.com/ .

This morning she had a grand post about routine and the effects of having it disrupted.  I found that to be so correct and so much a part of my life I was inspired to write a post of my morning and the disruption of my routine.  

For those who are not aware I am disabled by muscle / nerve / bone problems and also several syndromes and a few simply named ones like anemia.    The descriptions take longer than the names.  I can not remember a lot of stuff due to both the problems I have and the medications I must take.  Poor Ron has the unthankful job of either reminding me, correcting me when I get it wrong or seeing that I understand my requirements, medications, and the times and dosages.   There are other things he has to remind me of or remember for me But I forget.  🙂

My normal morning routine is to wake about 6:30 in the morning.  I think take the six non pain morning medications I must take.   Then I go back to sleep until about 8 AM.  At that time I take my first set of pain medications : 2 types of Morphine’s, Baclofen muscle relaxers, 800 MG Ibuprofen, Tramadol.  I take these medications and then stay in bed for between 1 & 1/2 hours to 2 hours while they take affect.  During this time I use my IPad to read news, read books, watch TV shows or movies, and now that I have the new wonderful keyboard I do email and the blogs I follow daily.   I use to have them all bookmarked but I can’t seem to find where I had them all and so now I depend on the emails I get about new posts.   If I use to got to your blog and seems like I have not been there in a while that you have been posting, please drop me an email to let me know including the link to your blog.  Thanks.

Then the morning get ready stuff including Shave/Shower/Dress.   Make coffee in the kitchen then shuffle the few steps to my office.   There I turn on the computers, lights, light candles, give the cats treats and settle in.  First I set the video computer (24 inch HD screen, ) to the first of my many morning news shows, The daily show followed in order by Hardball, Chris Hayes, Rachel Maddow, Lawrence O’Donnell, and lastly YouTube for all the channels I follow.  While they play I get my coffee now made and turn on twitter on the main computer ( 24 inch HD screen ) and start with my first few web sites I hit.  These are funny sites I don’t leave comments at.  The are mostly comics or opinion sites.  

Now I am on my second cup of coffee and ready to start my serious day of blogging.   I have come to depend on my email to send me to the blogs, and to tell me of comments.   I like to read the blogs, read the comments, make a comment, and setting the page to email me when new comments are made.  This takes time.  More emails come in than I can get to normal, but I am having fun and I really feel part of the community.   For me reading the blogs I get new information, I learn stuff.  Plus in the comments I feel I am part of the conversation, not just stuck in a room in my house all day most days.  I love it.  I will get sore and tired and feeling the effects of the medications I take all day.   SO sometimes I understand the pages well and can interact well.  Sometimes I get confused or totally misunderstand totally.  I recently had a conversation with a person on Arks blog I was getting frustrated with.  The person I was talking with was also getting frustrating.  I kept going back over what we both wrote to see what I was missing.  Then it hit me.  It dawned on me I at least was misreading what she was trying to say.  The meanings she was trying to convey using certain words I was get a different meaning reading those same words.  We were both hung up trying to get the other to see what was clear to each of us, but we were not understanding the word usage of the other, at least it seemed that way to me after trying to look at it carefully.  I said as much and then went to bed.    I never feel I have to be totally 100 percent correct and others always wrong.  That is silly.

So that is a basic rundown of my day.   I started this about routine and that is my basic routine for my day.   Now as to what happens when that is disrupted is like this morning.   I get frazzled and upset.  depending on how bad a disruption I get emotionally out of sorts.  This morning we had to go to the lawyers.   Plus I was late waking up.  I did not take my morning medications which caused me problems later in the morning.  I woke up late, started to read, and Ron woke up and told me we had to rush to get to the lawyers on time.  I had not had coffee, and my meds had not kicked in, so Ron made and brought me coffee before getting his shower.  As soon as he was done I went to get mine.  As I was drying off Ron told me we had about 10 minutes before we had to go.  I was upset. It takes me longer than that to get dressed and stuff.  But I hurried as fast as possible.  I was getting things wrong and forgetting things.  Thankfully Ron was calm and reminded me of what I needed.  He got me into the car and off we went.  I thought I was doing well, but I was already in a lot of pain.   Turns out I was more confused and unsettled than I thought.  First thing me and our lawyer got into an argument.  I felt she was being argumentative, which is normal for a lawyer.  I interrupted her, turned to Ron and asked him why she was being so argumentative, which set her off again.  Ron calmed both of us down.   She was just going to fast for me, and was not understanding my answers, I was not connecting what she was saying properly thinking she was trying to argue with me about everything when she was really trying to show me how the Judge would ask questions and what kind of answers he would expect.   This should go smooth but I really wish Ron could answer all the questions instead of me, but they have to hear me say I don’t remember or I don’t know before they can ask Ron.  By the time we left I  was in a serious amount of pain, had taken four more morphine’s and two muscle relaxers, was very tired, very confused, and wanting the whole thing to end.  I even missed the lawyer trying to shake my hand when we went to leave, Ron had to remind me, everyone was laughing and the lawyer was trying to make fun of it.  When we got home I sat in my office while Ron made me lunch and coffee.   Now I am feel good again as I am in my office blogging, the cats are on my desk, Ron is in bed sleeping for work tonight, and I feel comfortable again.  I guess that is the real problem, when my routine is disturbed, I don’t feel comfortable and feel like everything is wrong.   

So while nothing really bad happened today and nothing ever really does if my morning routine is messed with, it does upset me and throws me off my game plan.  I don’t seem to connect right with everything.  I feel like I am out of step with the world and the people in it.  Thankfully Ron is right with me when it happens so I am always safe and OK.  I mostly have my daily routine without interruption.  Thanks for reading.  As always feel free to comment on anything I post.  I wish everyone the best.  Hugs

 

 

February 21, 2017

Milo got into the wok

Filed under: Animals, Funny Stuff, My Life and Rants, Song — Scottie @ 01:37

So tonight our older cat Milo got into the wok Ron left on the table.  I tried several times to get a good picture, but each time he left the wok.   Then Ron came out and asked me to get some shots and Milo just let us take the pictures.  Here they are.  Plus a rather funny song at the end.  Now before anyone gets on me for he song, it is just for laughs.  It is not a thing I know for sure.   Yes if it was a real cat, a real situation, it wouldn’t be funny.  However it is a joke song.  Best wishes, much love, happy thoughts.  Hugs.

February 18, 2017

What you believe

Filed under: My Life and Rants, News, opinion, Political, Questions — Scottie @ 10:28

Recently Ron and I were at a restaurant.  We sat at a booth and across the aisle from us was another booth.  The people in the booth were older and not shy.  The were sharing their opinions with each other at a volume that could clearly be heard several tables away.  

The were fox news viewers.  The repeated said how only fox news will tell them the truth.  Fox was the only one not bought and paid for, not an arm of a political party.   They loudly affirmed that tRump was the greatest president ever, who was being unfairly attacked by the fake news people.   All other news sources were lying.  They were fake news.  They were all in the pay of the bad liberals.  You know those people who hate the country.  They were not shy about proclaiming the truth that Obama had done worse than tRump.  The shared that Obama had banned muslims from far more countries and the democrats did not care and they had proof, they saw it on fox news.  Obama had hated the country and wanted to tear it apart, and tRump had put it back together.  Already the economy was bouncing back, the unemployment rate was great again, and other countries were respecting us again.   They were going to get rid of Obamacare and replace it with the ACA.  There was so much more.  Most of it was lies, rumor and innuendo they took at serious truth.

Ron was ready to get up and go across to them and set them straight but I held him back.  I told him they simply wouldn’t believe him and he would be the one in the wrong for trying to correct them.  He would be a Hillary supporter trying to take away their rights as true Americans and if we were gay we were mostly likely perverts who wanted to make love right there in the restaurant to all the guys in sight.   It was surreal what was happening.   

Be wary my friends, they walk among us and they vote.   Hugs

 

February 14, 2017

Happy Valentines day

Filed under: Love, My Life and Rants, Thanks, Things I like — Scottie @ 10:43

My wonderful loving husband worked last night.   This morning he stopped to get a few things for me.  I have to say he is so grand.  He treats me so well.   I am so happy.  I find I am happy and content in ways that grow deeper every day.  Ron and I are closer every day.  It stuns me that after 26 + years we are still so deeply in love.     Best wishes to all. Hugs

 

February 13, 2017

Again.

Filed under: Health, My Life and Rants — Scottie @ 09:40

I will blog later.  Right now getting ready for another doctor’s appointment.  Last monday had my shots.  Friday had the MRI.  Today primary care to again address blood tests, organ issues, meds, and of course quality of life.   I know she is going to want more blood tests as the meds they had me on were damaging my kidneys and my liver.  They found it after three months of damage.  Now they changed the meds, but are trying to see if they return to being OK or there was permanent damage.   Off I go.  I will have my pad so maybe with the new keyboard I can blog or do email.  Hugs 

February 10, 2017

The MRI

Filed under: Harm, Health, My Life and Rants — Scottie @ 18:56

  Well let’s start at the beginning which is really last night.  I was unable to sleep all night.  I was having muscle spasms in both feet and calves in both legs but mostly the left..  It comes from the spine, which is sending signals for the muscles to contract.   The solution is to take muscle relaxers to relax both the muscles in spasm and the muscles in the back especially those next to the spine.   So last night I would lay down and three minutes later the clenching spasms in my feet and legs would drive me from the bed to stand and shuffle walk.  This happened all night.  I took the muscle relaxers.  Then took more, Then took far more.  Then at 5 AM I remembered I still had some of the really good medication that the state legislators made a law preventing my doctors from using.   It works far better than anything else prescribed for muscle spasms.  I use to take it full time.  Now that my doctors by law can’t use it they have been trying different medications that are not as good.  So I took one.   By 5:30 AM the muscles had calmed down and I was finally able to stay in bed.  I had set my alarm for 7:30 AM as I had a MRI this morning.  I slept right through the alarm.  I woke up at 9 which was OK.   I did my morning “get ready for the day” preparations.  Then knowing that I couldn’t have any muscle cramps in the MRI I took another of the really good medication.  

I was in a lot of pain by the time we got to the MRI place.  So as we sat waiting I took some pain pills.  This was in addition to the normal “first thing in the morning” pain medication I take.   So I was very heavily medicated by the time they took me back to the MRI.  I have had many MRI’s and never had a problem.  I am not claustrophobic and the tight tubes have never caused any trouble.  I normally spend the time thinking of the small stories I create in my head to entertain myself.  I was not expecting any problems this time.  

I was wrong, Oh so very wrong!

I changed and they took me to the machine.  I laid down and then as the pain started I realized we would have a problem.  I explained to them that I had been having muscle spasms and if it happened inside the MRI they would have to pull me out.  They said they couldn’t do that. I told them they sure would.  I was already in pain and now realized I would have to stay motionless in the MRI, I had forgotten that.  I need to move a lot, to keep changing the pressure points on the bones and to ease the muscles.  I had an unsupported space between my back and the table, I had my knees in a foam mold and a weight on the bad knee they were to scan.  Remember I have decaying and damaged vertebrae along with problems with the disc material between the vertebrae.  Both of these cause damage to the nerves in the channel in the spine.  In my left hip I have a fracture and a collapsed hip joint from Avascular necrosis.  Plus the damage to the knee that I hurt when I fell.   Within minutes I was in severe pain.  This test was to take 30 minutes and within minutes of the start I was already in agony.  I couldn’t move to relieve myself in any way.  My arms were not inside the machine and I was moving them from my chest to straight up to help my mind control the pain.  They told me to stop moving my arms.

My pain level rose until I couldn’t think or hardly breath.  I ran through every method I knew to help with pain.  I was losing the battle.  I was starting to cry.  I was forcing my self to stay as still as possible and letting the agony eat me alive.  I have felt pain that intense only in my childhood sexual abuse.  The actions taken against me caused me such pain I can’t describe.  At least then I could move some to try to relive the pain, I could struggle and move some.  Then after it had happened more times and kept happening for years, my body found ways to deal with it, to try to relax the part that was invaded and harmed.  There was no way I could stop it, it was going to happen despite anything I tried to do, all I could do was make it hurt less if possible.   My body found ways to make it less painful, less harmful, while my mind simply went to other places so I wouldn’t have to deal with or face what was happening.   In the MRI I needed my mind to stay as I needed to control my body to not move as it desperately needed to.  I was starting to flash back and I had to use all my strength and control not to let go.  

I was going to describe what I was talking about and then when I tried to type it I just can’t do it.  I am struggling to write this as it is and as it is not a critical part of this story I don’t see subjecting my self and you to the full in your face descriptions of actions you can figure out your self is needed.   It hurts me to think of it, and it hurts worse to tell of it.  It basically puts me back there in the time and place when it happened.  

They stopped the test for a minute with 8 minutes left .  They had noticed my distress and the tears on my face and warned me to keep my arms still.   I informed them of my pain, my current medical problems, and asked if I could move to reduce the pain.  They said no.  I either stopped the test now, or they needed me to remain where I was.   I felt trapped and losing hope.  Later Ron was upset when he heard all this and seen me when I came out, he said he would have stopped the test, but they wouldn’t have let him in anyway.  So back in the MRI I told them to continue.  Well after the first part of the 8 minute test was done I informed them to stop, they had one more slice to do and I told them  no, I with drew permission for the test or what ever it took.  I was flashing in my head to a bad place, I was in pain I can’t describe.  I have broken bones and had exposed nerves that never hurt like this.  I have driven nails through my hands , nearly cut off a big toe, and had my finger slammed in a car door and it still was not anywhere near as much pain as I was in right then.  I can handle pain, I live with it.  However after nearly 30 minutes of unrelenting agony I was done.  I reached the end of my rope.   They stopped the test.   

I needed help to get up off the table.  I was not able to on my own and they couldn’t bring my cane in to the room.   Then when I stood I could only use one leg.  The left was useless and in pain.  So this thin 98 pound woman offered to help me.  I was scared to put any weight on her but I had to a little.  I scrunched my way to the door and my cane.  Then slowly dressed, calmed down, took some medications.  Then they escorted me back to waiting room to see Ron.  When we got home Ron made me lunch and remarked I looked stoned.  I was.  Not only stoned from all the medications, 2 kinds of morphines, Baclofen muscle relaxers, Soma muscle relaxers, tramadol, ibuprofen to name the pain medications.  Plus a good old trip down the childhood abuse memory lane.  I was simply stunned.  Ron decided we both needed to go to bed.  Ron made it all as well as he could for me.  I fell in to a deep sleep, and only woke up when my alarm went off that I set to bring Ron his coffee on work nights. 

Well thank you for reading.  I wish the best to you and your families.  Many hugs, Scottie

 

 

 

 

February 9, 2017

Readers help

Filed under: My Life and Rants — Scottie @ 13:44

I like wordpress.  However I pay about 30 dollars a year to make sure no advertisements appear on my web pages.   However I just noticed my advertisement blocker says there are five advertisements on my blog.   I need my viewers to tell me if they see advertisements when they come to my blog?  If they do then I will have to take action as I am not getting what I pay for.   Thank you.  Hugs

To do or not to do

Before I start my day of reading blogs and answering emails, I wish to address an issue that has me somewhat confused.  On several blogs I follow there has been a running discussion about the progressive left and the regressive left.   I did not realize this was a major topic of discussion as I assumed the left was simply the party that wanted the best things for people.  Yes I knew there was some disagreement on how to pay for the many programs the people on the left felt were needed, however I did not realize how big a divide the issues have become.

I started noticing this about the time the white supremacist Spencer was punched in the face.  The debate was on if the people on the political left should punch people they did not like in the face.  I figured this was so simple a question that no one would need a second guess.   However there was an outcry with the different sides throwing out terms like SJW and SNOWFLAKE with the occasional NAZI.  Now I did not realize how much division the sjw and snowflake labels caused.   I have to admit I am some what hazy on just what is a social justice warrior and I have no desire to needlessly harm others if they are in a sensitive or hurt possition.   I care about people.   Now I will address snowflake more in a minute.

I once was accused of being a sjw and I felt honored.  I did not know the term and it took some people I really trust to inform me that the term was not used as a complement but an insult.  I wondered why?  I thought fighting for others who were maybe disadvantaged and unable to stand up for themselves was an  honorable thing.  The term brought to my mind some hero trying to make things better, defending the weak and protecting those who couldn’t protect themselves.  I guess others felt my idea was simplistic and wrong.

I guess the way people use the term SJW is someone tilting at windmills and creating a problem where one doesn’t exist.  I am still not sure as to what a sjw really is.  I get the feeling others think sjws inject themselves into areas that they are not needed or wanted, finding a problem where none exist.  It seems to comes with the idea that sjws are trying to force a version of restrictive social rules on to everyone even if the others around them don’t wish the restrictions.   That seems to me the opposite of what a social justice warrior should be. If this is what is meant then they need to pick a better term to use.   They are social rules dictator  or socially repressive enforcers.  I still have issues with the meanings of these things.  I still feel I am what I term a fighter for others and someone who works for and wants a better social structure.

Now the term snowflake is harder for me.  I feel in some ways snowflakes have two different categories.   The term some people use is a person who is spoiled and want the world to accommodate them unfairly.  A person who is unreasonable about insisting only their view of the world is allowed.   The other version is a person who is harmed, fragile, needing help, suffering from a past event.  I think of snowflakes as the second group.  I think of snowflakes as bunnies in a world of bigger predators who will hurt them and they have no defence.   I would defend those in the second group.  Let me explain why.  As some people know I am a survivor of long time abuse.  Sexual, physical, emotional.  I prefer not to talk about it, I hid it for most of my life until I couldn’t hide it anymore.  I am only now learning how to confront it and still dislike talking about it.  But if you go back in time on my blog you will find that years ago a psychologist treated me for issues surrounding the abuse , how it was affect my daily life and how I was dealing with it.  The psychologist concluded I was a bunny in temperament.      In his view I was not able to defend myself and needed others to do that for me.  It was weird because I was quite able to defend others and I had no problem using force to protect those who needed protecting.   However I never once asked the world to change for me.  I never asked for things that triggered me to be taken off the web, banned from the social environment or taken off any media.  I have talked before about things that trigger me, a video or show about child abuse will send me into a  really bad place where I have to deal with the memories that never seem to quite go away.  I have started to read books and been triggered into deep depressions and emotional vortex that try to destroy me.  Here is an example.  When I first started to read the Harry Potter books I had a horrible time with the beginnings of most of the books.  It was triggering to have a small boy unable to defend himself treated that way.  Even now it is very upsetting to me.  I can’t watch those parts of the movies.  I forced myself on first reading the books to quickly get through those pages while making sure to be in a safe space and to have outs around me.  I can not reread those pages now that I know what is there and I can’t watch those parts of movies.    However I do not expect the books or movies to be changed to take those parts out.  I do not want the rest of the world who feel this adds to the richness of the story to have to lose that just for me.  In this case the good of the one is not more important than the good of the many.  I have a problem, I can find ways to deal with it and I have.   I hope I have explained well enough what I mean by snowflake and how I do think we should help people with real problems while asking people who simply want the world to accommodate only them to please let the world live their lives also.   If not please tell me and I will try to reword it.  Thanks.

I would like to step back and address one thing at this time.   There has been much talk of trigger warnings.  I think they are both a good thing for some people while at the same time I think they should not be required or mandated.  Here is my reasoning.   It is nice for me to know if a story I am about to read or watch will show sexual or physical abuse.  I can take actions from preparing myself to see it, deal with it, or to avoid the material all together.   However just because you get a warning it doesn’t mean you have real understanding of what will be shown or described.  Plus if you miss the warning it won’t do you any good anyway.  For an example my son had starting to watch a show on the TV.  I came into the living room and decided to watch it with him.  He never thought it out and I did not know what was coming.  The program showed in graphic detail the rape and sexual abuse of a child.  They just splashed it out on screen.  My son realized I was in the room and tried to get the thing off the TV.  He was too late.  I was freaking out.  I had a heck of a time after.  But a lot of people would freak with that type of material thrown at them while they are unprepared.  It was what the show people wanted for a response.   I just get more affected than others who were not abused would.  A warning wouldn’t have done me any good nor did my son know that would be in the show to warn me.  So I think these trigger warnings have a place in our society but I don’t think they should be mandatory nor depended on to solve all triggering problems.

Let me sum this long post up by returning to what we started with, the punching of some one based on their ideas.  I wouldn’t think this needed debate.  The answer is no, you shouldn’t ever punch or use violence against someone for their thoughts or positions.   No matter how much you disagree or think what they are endorsing is disgusting as long as it is an idea and not an action you can not, you should not, use force on another person.  Yes white supremacist and fascist ideas are repugnant, but as long as they are simply ideas and not actions then no you can’t punch them.   Here is why.  If I can punch someone or hurt someone who has ideas I dislike and think horrible, that gives others who think what I believe and do is horrible and they dislike it, to punch me.   IF a white nationalist can be punched for being that, then they can punch gay or non-white people as they think the same things about them.  It simply lets violence loose on everyone and ends all attempts to move the society to a more progressive place.  Also it forces others to defend the ones who got punched and I hate to have to defend a racist bigot.

Thank you.  Hugs

February 6, 2017

84 Lumber Super Bowl Commercial – The Entire Journey – YouTube

Filed under: Family, History, Ideas, My Life and Rants, opinion, Political, Questions, Race — Scottie @ 11:58

Good morning.  I overslept and I am just getting started.  I really need the sleep.  This was a great video to watch first thing. It is uplifting and ends in hope.  I like hope.  I guess I am a dreamer because I look forward to a day when people mean more than boarders.  I had often hoped that the three major states in the continent would join, becoming simply one.  Canada, the US, and Mexico joined as one people.  I know it will take time.  I know people will want to keep parts of their own culture and will want respect for their heritage.  We have vastly different cultures in our own country and until recently we managed to get along.  We managed to respect each other.  We all want a future like in Star Trek.  However to get there means works.  It means give and take.  It also means reining in religions and any ideology that seeks to dominate everyone else.  I recently watched a religious leader say they needed FADA because they should be able to have their faith in the public square.    They can already do that.  They can pray in public, they can preach in public, they can gather in public.   What they can’t do it force others to do that with them.  They can’t force others to pray in public, to wear what they insist on, to listen to their preachers, to gather in their meetings.   That is the thing they want.  To force others to do as they do.  That is wrong.  They are not being persecuted, they want to persecute.  The world of peace if out there.  It can be ours if we learn to respect others.  To let other be if it is not hurting us.  To kill someone because you are worried about their soul yet willing to destroy their body, is a weird concept.  So worship what you want, celebrate the culture you want, but live in harmony with others, respect the same things in others you demand for yourself.   Hugs

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