The shit is getting really fucking weird man. I just want you to know that I am living in a motel in Ripon with Stacy and Starla...we are receiving homeless assistance. The last check for $390 came to us today after a wait in the Stockton Social Services waiting room that was packed...standing room only with a lot of really desperate, normal-looking people who just need a little help. Real unemployment (U6 rates...not the U3 reports that downplay everything) is affecting 1 in 5 people right now directly and everyone else indirectly. It's fucking scary...
We will be allright...it's what I've learned to do, especially in the last 8 years that I've been with the greatest wife a man could hope for and a precious, precocious daughter that looks like daddy and acts more and more like him everyday...gawd help her. Tomorrow I go to the latest temp agency in the area that is actually hiring. I am capable, willing and should get at least some temporary assignments. Unfortunately, this is the plight of a shitload of skilled, decent people in this country and throughout the world.
I want you to know, man to man, pot smoker/partier to pot smoker/partier that my latest downfall has nothing to do with anything stupid on my end. As a matter of fact, I am completely willing to take a piss or hair test for anybody right now, even though I disagree with the police state that we've become that would deny a job to a man that smoked a joint three days earlier over the weekend while giving a job to a guy who's drunk everynight but is his daddy's son, following a rich, long line of prejudiced hiring tradition in this country that favors white boys that know the right people, say the right things and tow the right line...all while beating their wife for sport when they're not beating their meat, playing with guns or watching WWF/NASCAR.
I will never compromise my values...I oppose war for any reason unless in absolute defense of our country and I am a conscientous objector who would never take a human life except in self-or-wife-or-daughter defense and definitely not by order of some cog in an authoritarian-styled Military Industrial Complex that enriches a few while exploiting/profiting off of and, ultimately living off of the backs of many dead innocent women, children and men.
I am my own man and I will never back down from my purpose in this present existence...helping those less fortunate who need help because they are also human beings, fellow space travelers on this spinning, bluish-brown rock that we call home...forever wondering, forever questioning, forever moving forward to what we don't know but can only hope is better than the hand we've been dealt down here.
In conclusion...I hope everyone is ok and I only wish peace and love on every soul, spirit, animal, vegetable and mineral that have crossed my path in this gift that we call life. And to the ones I haven't crossed paths with yet...I hope we do, somewhere, somehow, someway....someday.
As for you Mikey, take care my friend. Even if we haven't always agreed we have always been friends. Tell everyone hi for me. I love you man.
As Always...Peace ;-)>