How To Break Up: With Kindness
Nobody Remembers
This is just a short memory, of something that happened to me in college. I was great friends with a young boy in my Mythology class. He was from the East, really smart, and only came to the midwest to take a few courses. We became good friends. Very innocent lovers actaully. Never got pass the kissing stage but we were best buds. He seemed to be very romantically involved, more so than me really.
When the course was over, we were out walking in the woods, and all of a sudden he said “I hate you.”
I was like WHAT? I fell down, acually sat down in the dirt and said, “No you don’t, why are you saying that?”
It was very hurtful, I started to cry, and then he repeated it again, like he was breaking up with me by telling me...he hated me, which of course we both know wasn’t true. He could have just said, hey, I have to go back up East. I have to finish my education. Why not just tell the truth? What’s with this “I hate YOU” stuff?
WHY he thought this was a good way to break it off, I have no idea, but it wasn’t funny. Now when I look back upon the memory I guess he thought it was the kind way to do it.
LOL. Kids.
Recently, my girlfriend was dating this guy, and she was pretty excited to see him again and then one day, he called her up and said. “I can’t see you anymore because the road to your house will be too dangerious in winter to drive up.” LOL I’m sorry we both got a big kick out of this one.
“Why didn’t he just tell you the truth?” I said. “I mean, just say, hey, I don’t think we are a good fit or something.”
She had no idea, but she thought he was gutless.
So guys, when you break up with a girl, it’s kinder to tell the truth rather than say something stupid.
Just saying. Just be nice enough, and she will have much fonder memories of you. And girls, you do the same.
Truth is always better than excuses of whatever comes to your head. Be kind. The world is hard enough.
Nobody’s Sick
Sorry, I told you I would take a week off before New Years’ and I keep writing,
and now I can’t write because I caught that wicked flu that’s been passed around.
The lady I caught it from said it took about a week. It’s been 3 days.
So, I’ll be back…soon. I hope
The Fall of Jimmy Kimbel
Nobody Wonders;
I just read this on a website called Politically Incorrect Humor:
“If you watch CNBC or consume any other business mainstream media source, you probably noticed a regularly occuring stream of hit pieces on Elon Musk the past 1-2 years. This stupid drug use story is just the latest. It’s been reported every 30 minutes the past two days by the obedient, leftist tools on CNBC. They didn’t care in the least 5-10 years ago when Musk was smoking pot on air during interviews, but now that he is a roadblock to the leftist speech monopoly and Establishment government control, he must be destroyed. The drip-drip of manufactured “news” stories is psychologically designed to teach viewers/readers to hate the target. They’ve done the same thing to Trump for 8+ years, which is why so many liberals need to be committed to insane asylums for Trump Derangement Syndrome. The pattern should be familiar as it’s applied to every new enemy of the State & Big Censorship–Tulsi Gabbard, Joe Rogan, RFK Jr, Rand Paul, Aaron Rodgers, and so on. “
Later he goes on to give some really bad reviews of Jimmy Kimbel. Not many people know, but Kimbel used to be a darling of the right. He was on a show with Ben Stein. Kimbel was about as ‘right-wing’ as you could get. Then he got his own show. And there was one thing he did that made me actually HATE the man.
Every Halloween, he’d ask the parent to send in videos. They were to take the kid’s candy, eat it, and MAKE the kids cry. Many parents did it. And did they cry. It was mean and vicious, and it broke my heart to watch all those kids see the candy they had collected all night be eaten by the parents or taken away. These kids really cried hard. I wanted to slap him…HE thought it was funny. I thought he was the meanest man on the planet.
Just goes to show, he’s basically a whore, anyway you look at it. So when I saw this tonight I wanted to post it.
We should NOT give these comedians our time. Period. Like Budweiser, we should boycott them.
As for Elon? He can take it. Trump can take it. And we should all give our support to the ones they vilify the most. Bravo for Elon Musk to speak out against the insanity that is going on all around us.
We all need to speak louder. And that’s my Nobody Opinion.
By the way, Since I don’t watch Jimmy Kimbel, I pulled up a couple of his monologues.
I didn’t get pass the first minute in any of them. Boring. Yep. Not missing a thing.
The Trip to Mars…Actually Fun? Check it out.
Nobody knows: While many of us think going to Mars would be VERY uncomfortable, it seems..that’s really not the case. Check out how they have designed the SpaceX Starship for the people to actaully, maybe even have FUN?
Enjoy!
Do We SHOW Evil, or Hide It?
Nobody’s Opinion
I had another God wink just a minute ago. A very dear friend, one I’ve never met, but written to for many years, sent me this. It brought tears to his eyes, as to mine.
Listen, isn’t this beautiful? Great movie.
And I remembered the FIRST time I learned about the Holocaust. I should have been taught it when I was in High School, but no, there was hardly a mention of it. The subject was floated around like it was a just a distant hole, in a distant land, and had nothing to do with America. Show film after film of our brave soldiers, but don’t show what THEY witnessed. Much too painful.
When I first went to college I was SO excited. I wanted to learn everything. Everything. But of course, they won’t let you take just every class, even though it’s your money. This was before Youtube. Anyway, I took a poetry class, and the teacher was Jewish.
We studied poetry, and of course, we had to write it. I wrote a poem I think about love, but at the end I mentioned I woke up in the middle of a green field. Somewhere in that poem, I mention the Holocaust.
The very next day, the teacher brought in a film. It was a documentary on all the bodies and horrors of the holocaust. Bulldozers, pushing in HUNDREDS of dead bodies into pits. Faces gaping, naked, white, pushing them into big holes like so much trash. Is it any wonder the men of WWII went silent? Sometimes the horror of mankind, what they are capable of, is just to painful to even look at. I can still see those bodies in my mind’s eye even today. We have been told that will not happen again.
Bull. It just happened in Israel. Once again, they are reporting they deserve it.
And I can’t help but think, it’s happening again. Elites, as crazy as Hitler, are in control of much of the world now. They released a virus, and killed millions. They released a vaccine that will also kill milllions.
This holocaust is disguised as simply a natural cure for a normal outbreak. They have said in their own documents that there are way too many people in the world, and it’s a BIG problem.
They won’t kill outright, they will DO it in the name of ‘saving the planet.’
This is no different than Hilter who hated the Jews and anyone who was not German.
We are now being told white people are the problem. White people are the new Jew.
Uh...wake up white people. Do you not realize these ‘leaders’ are serious?
We have been brainwashed for years by our schools, who kept us all ignorant OF evil.
So, the question is: Do we need to LOOK at horror and evil in order to make sure it doesn’t happen again?
Or, is hiding horror, the only way we can keep sanity?
Or do we find a comfortable middle ground. Keep it from children, but High school?
If we don’t even know evil when we see it, how will any of us survive.
Anyway, sorry…I’m finished ranting now. But, once again, thanks to my friend for sending this to me, I think he knew, I needed it.
Family is Everything
Nobody Knows
This last year, has been a very personal one for me. I’ve been thinking alot about my life, how I ended up here, and what to do with the rest of my life. As you know, on Christmas I posted a picture of my son and I. I was missing him terribly. And my brother. I don’t see them anymore. They don’t want to see me, and what’s worse, they won’t tell me why.
Both my parents have passed away. Now, I have only my husband, 6 parakeets, and a dog named Jackson. It’s been lonely. Last summer, there was a young black girl riding her bike up and down the street, and we would talk. She was so cute. One day, I gave her a present..a swimmng mask. She must of went home and showed her parents, because I haven’t seen her since. So sad. I really MISS seeing and hearing playing children in the neighborhood. It’s not safe anymore. And besides, people just aren’t having babies. Babies, now, are very expensive to the masses.
The illegals..are bringing in their whole families, but that’s another blog.
Today, I went to get my haircut, and the lady and I talked about her daughters. She married her childhood sweethart, and the oldest was going off to college to study environmental science, at Rolla. Good school. But it was her 17- year- old she was worried about: Every boy she sees, she wants to marry, and they all dump her and she goes crying home on Mom’s shoulder. Mom doesn’t understand it. But I can say that these sad times for all these young girls, looking for husbands, and not finding any because of social media, and the economy, someday that girl will look back and say, “I’m so glad I had my mother there to help me through those bad times.” Trust me, she will.
Mom’s are the backbone of the family. They support, love, and care for everbody, unless of course they have been ‘feminised’ into “Oh…I should have a career!”
About that ‘career’– It’s a good thing. I had one. Girls need to use their brains. Work is always satifactory to men AND women. BUT…having children is just as important. I recently saw a video where Jorden Perterson was discussing this very subject. Women can succeed, and even get to the top, but almost ALWAYS, they drop out at 40 because they want kids. He swears by his observations.
And he’s right. They NEVER talk about hormones do they? The continuation of life…is really the human mission is it not?
The family unit is being wiped out. There are more single woman families now than married couples in the United States. Elon Musk is right. If we don’t have more children, things will be basically doomed.
If you want my Nobody Opinion, it’s due to the ‘communist’ takeover that we are living in right now. It’s written in their plans that you MUST get rid of the family unit.
But, that too is another blog.
What I wanted my son to know is that our ancestors help start this country. He should be proud.
When I was in my early 50’s, I went through a moment of despair. It was then that my mother told me we were related to the Adams, and maybe to read up on them. (Mothers, they save you everytime.)
So, I started reading…and I found out, that…THEY had written MY VERY OWN THOUGHTS that I have now in their diaries. How in the WORLD could someone living so long ago, have the same thoughts as me? They even had the nasty habit of collecting too many books. They loved trees. Sunsets…it was like walking through my own mind. And yes, they had depressions too.
John Adams, Sam Adams, JQA, Henry Adams, I had the very best of them and also the worst of them, floating around in my brain for years. And I didn’t even know it.
To tell you the truth, it was a relief to know, that I wasn’t crazy. (Well, we can debate that.)
I went to Boston to find my roots. I felt at home in Quincy. Braintree I loved. I started reading everything I could about the American Revolution, and realized that my natural proclivity to get SO upset about politics had been handed down by my ancestors. Honesty was a fault to them, and can be even now.
I discovered my roots, and by doing so, discovered myself.
FAMILY
And here I sit. My son could care less about his past ancestors. The schools have done a great job of erasing all history from schools. And tonight, that breaks my heart. He will never truly ‘find’ himself if he doesn’t face his own proclivity to THINK, and think deeply. But it’s too late. He has to find that himself.
Will he? Nobody Knows. I’m not holding my breath.
What I’m trying to say is…someday, all these women having all these abortions will wake up one day at 60 or 70 and be alone, without grandchildren and realize, what a big mistake they made. I myself wanted to have more children, but that’s another blog.
If you have a happy marriage, kids, grandchildren, then consider yourself rich beyond your own imagination.
Below is one of my favorite scenes in Amistad. Anthony Hopkins did a fantastic job as JQA. But the real line that hits me hard is “
“I will call my ancestors and beg them to come.–I am the whole reason I have existed at all.”
What a great line. And all people should now, be calling them for the next few years we are certainly going to be needing them.
I still call on mine, and I’m never alone.
Nobody Wins With Nikki Haley
I was watching the daily republican pundits all guessing today, on just who is going to be running in November on the democratic ticket. Most all of them pick Michelle Obama. Obvious choice, they need the black vote.
Well, that may happend, just because it seems Obama would then get his fourth term. (Move over FDR) Clearly, Biden has been the PERFECT Manchurian puppet, but I’m not sure the Blacks or Hispanics in the country want the riots. After all, the Obama lootings have gone on now for almost 8 years. Robbing stores, burning buildings, stealing cars, wanting reparations, shooting each other. And it’s gotten so bad NOBODY wants to live in any of our major cities. Most of this crime done in their own neighborhoods.
All the stores THEY used to enjoy shopping at are gone. Clearly, not what they expected.
Some of them are starting to figure out..that this chaos was designed by the democrats. The party they ALWAYS voted for.
But listen to this tape. Vivek Ramaswamy makes a strong point: He thinks they will do their very best to put Niki Haley in. She’s the democrat in disguise, and he points out why.
I thought…no…the Trumpsters know she’s a bad deal, but then again, what about the hard and ongoing propaganda going out minute by minute on every news station? It’s thicker than a titanium fruitcake.
Okay, there’s no such thing, but you get my point.
New Year’s Eve I went out at midnight to walk around the neighborhood. I ran into one of my neighbors, a white guy, with a Blues Hockey shirt on. He was standing with his buddy, who has an American flag on a pole in his front yard. After joking around, BOTH Tom’s said, (They both had the same name.)
“We are going to vote for that woman, Nikki Haley.”
Now, maybe, since I was alone, and I was a WOMAN, they were trying to do the politically correct thing.
But I didn’t sense that. I opened my mouth wide, with a look of “OH NO!” and told them that Nikki belonged to the uniparty. Globalists. Don’t do it!
I got the stupidest look from the hockey guy. As if, “What? She talks!” It was pretty funny.
I could write a long rant about the “globalists” but instead, I want you to listen to Tucker and Vivek.
It’s this Nobody’s Opinion that the great minds of great men will save us. They have to. They just have to.
So—God Bless X (And Elon Musk, a very great man) for giving Tucker the chance to continue his interviews. Elon is a force for good, that I don’t think they expected. And what a force he is.
Enjoy the thinking minds of Tucker and Vivek: Let’s get Nikki a one way ticket back to..anywhere but here.
Let’s get her out of the picture…NOW. Because Nobody Wins with Nikki, except the same old song of destruction.
We are ALL Video Gamers Now
Many years ago, I was in California, dating a music producer, and we went to a restaurant, where they had on the table, the video game PONG. It was so easy. And I beat the poor guy every time. He didn’t take it well, although he was gracious. Today, I couldn’t beat anyone even at Donkey Kong. So, this whole rant about video games is from the perspective of a woman, who really, never had the time to play them. I was too busy working or cooking, or cleaning, all the things that women do every single day. I was a caretaker typical woman. But…I was thinking, Atari started it all.
Atari started the computer addiction. There was Pac Man…and two guys fighting games, and the kids would spend HOURS having fun. Every mother loved it. “Go play with Richard.” And so, the kids would be laughing for days, and we didn’t see any harm in it. It was simply, a game. Much like Monopoly. Or…so we thought. And we could get our work done. Built in baby sitter. It was great.
Then came the Nintendo days. As I remember, TWO or even FOUR kids could play in the same room on the same game. And what was the most popular game? Mario Brothers. I wish I had a 100-dollar bill for every time I went to a store at Christmas time looking for the NEXT NEWEST Mario Brothers game. And not only did you have to find the games, you had to upgrade the systems. Wow. Talk about a money maker, and all the parents had to get them because that was the biggest thrill to the kids.
The last generation grew up on video games. Think about that. Not all of them became Elon Musk.
Nintendo made SURE they always had a shortage. I went around so many times, in the snow, rain, tired, cold, after work, on weekends. Sometimes all over the city, cursing at the manufacturers.
I spent so many days of my life looking for the latest game.
My son was being raised on Video games, and I figured, hand eye coordination, friends. Can’t be all bad.
Or so I told myself.
EXCEPT, because the American kids never came out of their bedrooms. Sports suffered. The baseball teams filled up with poor Spanish kids who went outside to play baseball all day. I read that in Whitey Herzog’s book. That’s his explanation. I think he’s right.
Now…back then, tech was innocent. But boy has it evolved. My husband plays video games now. He now has to play others online. The games are so addicting that you have to wonder…did all those kids growing up actually BECOME addicted to video games? Like drugs? Where once they were kids’ games, now they are close to soft porn, and the violence is overwhelming.
And the challenges are almost psychologically made to make SURE you can’t win on the first try…you have to keep at it for hours until you conquer. HOURS.
It’s like putting a ball in front of a dog, and chaining him up, and making SURE he can’t get it.
Is it any wonder males love it? They might feel powerless in the outside world, with romance or whatever, but in the video world? They are King.
Zuckerface wanted to take that video world into the Meta universe where humans would do nothing but sit around talking to people with their stupid looking head things on. It really didn’t catch on. I mean, you could get your own avatar…whoopee. You are now, a cartoon!
That’s coming from someone who runs to books not videos.
The video revolution led to all the computer advances that we have today. Some of those kids learned how to code, like Elon Musk, and grew up to become heads of companies. And that’s a good thing. But not all the men did that. Many of them are still playing on them. Instead of being with their wives.
And that’s a big change. Less kids? You tell me. Good for the population? Good for training future soldiers? Good for…late night dreams of Zena the 42-16-34 figure?
My son lost his job three years ago. You know what he did? He was 40, not married. He sat around playing video games all night and all day. For a month. It was his escape. It soothed his ego, his soul. He would watch South Park for hours and then go back to playing video games.
As a mother I thought he was just plain lazy and stupid, but he was on Adderal. What could I do?
So, I ask myself: Did I destroy him? I remember Steven Spielberg saying quite some time ago that he didn’t let his kids use cell phones or watch too much TV.
Creativity is not born playing a game. Unless of course, you are Elon Musk. But not many people are.
But here’s where I think we’ve come. NOW they want to interface the brain with the computer. Does that mean that all of humanity will be hooked online and playing games instead of living life?
And let’s not even talk about tyrannical governmental control through ports of your brain, and then if you disobey, a simple virus will do. ZAP. You die. But unlike the games, you don’t come back.
So, I ask this one question: Right now, scams, bots, criminals, viruses, they can shut down whole countries with the right internet connection.
They have no protection against that. There is ALWAYS a way to destroy.
What makes us think, that they wouldn’t be able to do that when all the humans are hooked up to their ‘video’ world?
I don’t know.
Video games are certainly fun. Men enjoy them so much. The women that grew up with them do to. No doubt I would too…if there was someone that I was having fun with.
I just am not sure that seeing the last planet on earth in REAL time, wouldn’t be more enjoyable, before they decide to blow it all up, then having us all connected and blow up our brains.
Sure, some of us wouldn’t be connected but…what if you have to get connected to get your food stamps?
They are so good at ‘nudging.’
Joyanna, you’re cynical? Uh…no. The sheer artistry in video games matches anything you see in museums. And that’s the problem. It’s many times more beautiful than the real world. The artists are incredible.
The world could very well be destroyed in a make-believe fantasy.
The question will be…do you want to HOLD that real woman? Or feel sex in the virtual world?
We already are seeing the answer to that transformation right now. Less kids. Less marriage. More violence. Did video games have a hand in that? And more importantly, was that the long term plan to begin with? We all KNOW they want less kids, less population. Keep them busy!
Bring on the GAMES!
Nobody Knows. But one thing is for sure:
It’s here to stay. And when A.I. takes over?
I’m going to become the first avatar to leave the planet. Hopefully, I won’t land in Mordor. Because that’s where many would place me. In the volcano of fire. To die
AND I’D COME BACK! YEAH!
Nobody Wonders about Quantum Immortality
Here’s one guys exploration on whether the soul lives on after death, and other mutiverse realities to ponder. I used to listen to Coast to Coast late at night, some of it really silly, but Noory had some pretty smart people trying to explain the questions of the universe. It seems almost absurd, if you observe the very order of just about everything, from how a body works, to how stars are born,— it all seems much too beautiful and coordinated to just be random. But then, what do I know? I’m not educated in these things, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to know…
What do you think? Does a ‘soul’ survive? Are we the real inventors? Mmmmmm
Nobody Flashes A few Thought about Winner and Losers:
I know, I said I’d be gone one week, it seems I just got bored.
I wanted to repeat a few things from a book I have…it’s called. Winners and Losers
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A winner, goes through a problem, a loser goes around it and never gets past it.
A winner shows he’s sorry by making up for it: A loser says, “I’m sorry” but does the same thing the next time
A winner feels strong enough to be gentle: A loser is never gentle..he is either weak or pettily tryannous by turns.
A winner knows that people will be kind if you give them the chance: a loser feels that people will be unkind if you give them the chance.
A winner is sensitive to the atmosphere around him: A lower is sensitive only to his own feelings.
A winner rebukes and forgives: A lower is too timid to rebuke and too petty to forgive.
Nobody Flashes Short Vacation
Nobody Flashes’
I’m taking a week off….I’ll be back next week.
In the meantime, have a great New Year’s
See ya back here soon.
Happy New Year! Plungers and Roses
Nobody Wonders
Here’s one last post for 2023:
I got a call from an old friend today. She moved away some ten years ago, and now lives by a river in Tennessee. It’s always good to hear from the people you know, who except for who you were and who you are now.
We started talking about her health and then she said this:
“The strangest thing happened to me a month ago, and I’m having these strange things happen all the time.”
“What? Tell me’ I said.
“Well, you might think I’m nuts…it’s kind of gross.”
You see my friend and her husband lived on a houseboat, and one day, the toilet stopped up pretty bad, right up to the top. Houseboats have different sewage systems as you know.
She said she called her husband, because they did NOT have a plunger. She was in a panic because of being on a boat. If it spilled over, it would be a big mess. He was supposed to go out and buy one, but for some reason, he came home instead. He looked around the boat for something, and then, looked OVER the side of the boat as the river was running by, and there it was.
A plunger. Floating right by her husband, and he reached over and picked it up.
“WHAT ARE THE ODDS?” she exclaimed. “I was wishing for a plunger and there it was, right out of the river.”
Then she went on. She said one day, she wanted a single rose. Not sure why, she didn’t say, but then she said, “Guess what?”
“A one stem rose went right by the side of the boat. I picked it up. I did not do anything but WISH for it.” She spoke.
But she knew, I believed her. I told her of all my coincidences and we got pretty excited, about how the universe can just HAND you something that you truly wish…in your heart. In your mind. It’s happened to both of us. I guess it was like the phone call that comes out of the blue when you are thinking of that person, but haven’t talked to them in a long time. Like this friend of mine. She NEVER calls me. Ever. I really needed to talk to someone as I was feeling a bit lonely. Her call was all I needed…
Because you see this morning, I was listening to Glenn Beck talk about the possibility of a Nuclear War, the power of A.I. and how real it was, and then we watched a movie on Netflick, another DISASTER movie. You know one of those “you will own nothing” movies which are shown on every cable movie station? Hour after hour. Humanity is killed, etc. It’s like you are being buttered up for hopelessness. I didn’t feel particularly good after that, so yeah, my friend’s phone call was perfect timing.
This afternoon, my husband and I took one of those horse bouncing toys that kids used to get in the 1950’s, to a neighbor’s house. It’s a young couple with a really cute little boy. I had saved that horse for over 35 years. I bought it for my son, who never touched it, (Any kind of ball were his thing) and I’d had hoped for a grandchild, but that seems to be lost forever. SO…I could sell it on eBay, but why?
We gave it to the young boy…who was happy to have such a big, brand-new toy.
What did I get out of all of this? Maybe that, somewhere, somehow, in the vast empty space and time, there is a power that comes to those when they need it the most. I’ve written a few blogs about this. It’s like “When you wish upon a star” magic.
My friend needed a plunger.
Our neighbors needed a wonderful toy that they probably couldn’t have afforded.
I needed someone to save me from suicide that long dark day so long ago. (Earlier blog)
So, I’m thinking. The world is such a mess. Evil is growing everywhere. Maybe- maybe if enough of us just WISH deep in our hearts that healing comes, the evil men trying to make us all slaves to their visions of utopia for themselves, MAYBE if enough of us just desire and want that to happen, deep in our hearts, maybe by some miracle, it will.
Jesus came once upon a time, and saved the world with kindness and wisdom. He was a miracle.
Maybe…this time around…we will get…HOPE. The hope we need, because God knows, they are trying to fill us ALL with hopelessness.
Before we got off the phone, my friend kept laughing after the discussion and said,
“I SHOULD have wished to win the Lottery instead of a plunger.” And she laughed.
This Nobody has a feeling that, this strange force beyond all reasoning knows EXACLY what you need…and what’s best for you.
You might not understand it, but some people call that ‘god.’ Some call it luck.
I call it the essence of universal love from the universe itself.
Nobody Wonders…about that the most. And will we ever figure it out?
Nobody Knows.
Everybody have a safe and Happy New Year…Let’s all ‘wish’ for the best…Okay? Right.
Nobody’s Fool: Vivek Ramaswamy
Most everyone on all the networks think that the people running the banks, the world, and the path they want the world to take, will make SURE that President Trump does NOT get in office. Even Tucker Carlson, who is probably the closest to knowing the political winds, says that won’t happen. So that leaves pretty much Vivek and DeSantis. DeSantis, for all his conservative words, doesn’t even come close to Vivek in just sheer intelligence. There’s the ‘say what they want’ politician VS the ‘deep thinking and truth speaking’ Vivek. So far, it seems to me, he has won all the debates, even though ALL the conservative sites, like Glenn Beck and others give it to DeSantis. If something happens to Trump and Nikki gets put in, then the country will be in deeper trouble than with Biden.
So, listen to Vivek here. I haven’t found much of anything that I disagree with him on, and let’s hope he sticks in politics for many years to come, and a great leader. Most of us will still vote for Trump, because he was a great President, but that depends on who he picks for V.P. He says that office is not important, but if he picks Nikki Haley, then we know, our country truly is run by the powerful.
Nobody Remembers Hurricane Donna
Nobody Remembers: I was only a kid when Hurricane Donna hit my hometown of Naples, Florida in 1960. While the recent Hurricane Ian destroyed Ft. Meyers Beach, it wasn’t as powerful as Donna was back then. Naples was a smaller town, only about 10,000, but there were many rich houses on the beaches and the hotels.
I remember that day well. My father had the house BUILT to withstand a hurricane, and there he was beaming, joking and smiling, in the living room, putting golf balls into an aluminun cup, while outside, the winds got up to 200mph. Everyone was scared…except my dad. Later on I realized that he had served in the Pacific during WWII, so this was nothing to him.
Not so to his kids and his wife. My mother became histerical as we watched our neighbors roof blow off, very slowly, like opening a can of Pork and Beans, and then watched it fall on their front lawn. And we also watched as Arnie the Italian, and his Seminole Indian wife June, leaned against the winds to reach our house for shelter, dragging two kids and a bag of food. Each step they took was hard, and in itself, was a miracle. And when they got inside the front door, it took five men to shut it.
June, who was 8 months pregnant fell to the floor. I’ve never seen my mother so frantic. She was screaming. “She’s going to have her baby!” Okay I thought. That is what? How is that so alarming?
Well, she didn’t.
The eye lasted an hour, and my brother and I went outside with dad. We climbed up on the downed trees, that looked as if a giant boot has just stepped on them and crushed them all. I thought it was fun.
When we went inside, Dad opend and closed the opposite windows in the house, which he said was very important. If we did that, we’d be okay. He was right. Our house suffered no damage at all.
After the storm, my father gathered up the men in the neighborhood, and they went out to help whomever they could. He was gone all day.
It took only a week to get things back in order. Now, today, Rosa, my friend from Puerto Rico, said that when Hurricane Irma and Maria hit, they were without power for over 6 months. She said the help from the United States didn’t even exist untill some electricians from Oklahoma came down. It was horrible she said.
But, this is the biggest memory of all for me. After the hurricane we were driving up to Ft. Myers from Naples, and we always passed this little shack which was still standing. The Hurricane didn’t even touch it, even though it tore up whole hotels and houses.
“Dad…how come that little shack still stands.”
“Because the wind just blew right through it. See the wood planks?”
“You mean somebody lives there.” I asked.
“Yes, they call him Nature Boy. He’s been there for years. Lives alone.”
I’m not sure if it was that day, or later when I heard this song, “Nature Boy”And I thought of that shack, and that man. Did they write the song about him I wondered?
It’s haunting, beautiful. And I was playing it the other day on my piano and thinking of true love.”
Funny how time circles back to you, and the silliest things you remember from your life, isn’t it?
If you are young, give a listen anyway. It’s short, and it WILL haunt you, I promise.
As far as Hurricanes are concerned…shit happens. Lessons learned?
Be prepared. For anything.
About
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
It’s my Nobody Opinion that Nobody’s Perfect, and Nobody Cares, that Nobody Knows why Nobody Wins, and when that happens, Nobody Wonders, why Nobody Flashes, why Nobody’s Fooled, but then Nobody remembers that Nobody ALWAYS Reports the truth.
You can email me at joyanna_adams@yahoo.com
Joyanna Adams
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