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Me here reporting, just me, so whatever, it’s not gonna be over-hyped.  So just

settle down now, not gonna do it, wouldn’t be prudent. Okay?!  Don’t make

me Soma (drug) your ass either.  So don’t Allah crowbar, or go hitting some poor

smuck upside the head with a hammer, no breathless type reporting to justify

any insanity, no innocent victims on either side, or any blowing up out of

proportion please, and I don’t care if your dog just died.  Sorry if that happened,

and as usual should you accept this post, me can neither confirm or deny you’re

onna mission from God, ( but you’re really not are you?).  Just be calm and carry on,

long as there are tax dollars, francs, or currency of any kind at work, there’ll be

no shortages of righteousness.  This has been me reporting, just calling em

like I see em.

All of us were born blessed with skin and bones, no deep pockets,

in fact no pockets at all.   Some have Lackamoola disease,  not suffering at

all, but when your curses are  blessings  and vice verses are everywhere,

ya can’t always get what you think you want.  Tried lying about my age when I was 10

to get my first paper route, and a very brief stint collecting for the Widow of The

Unknown Soldier, didn’t help ( the cop came, but thankfully didn’t need to arrest me).

In the current age of stupendous knowledge and amazing stupidity, it is a

seeming paradox of seeming that there’s no such thing as a sure thing.

Life is hard, but living is easy, even for those who seem to be born with a silver

spoon in their mouth, or those who aren’t, cause it’s by that grace.

I’m from Jersey ( are you from Jersey?), like to think I’ve seen it all (probly not tho),

ego’s are egoing and the bigger they are the harder they fall.  Shoot from the

hip and keep your trust in your front pocket, or some pocket, butt it’s everywhere,

liars, tigers, and thieves oh my… nobody’s  immune, particularly when we

think we are, not even real eyesing we are sheep in wolves clothing blinded

by cynicism, but blinded.  See? said the blind man.

So have some faith.  Read em and weep.

Yeah, me invented a new word,  where your heart is, your heart is.  Not a

real word, maybe cause we  don’t even see real cause we don’t want to,

so reality has to walk up and hit us with a 2 x 4.  So  your turn to do

the definition.  No faking!