Blow Off Trump

                                                  It can't be Trump.

As much of a group of suckers American voters have proven themselves to be they do fhave common sense..  But, not at first. They take a lot of time realizing they are getting screwed but eventually they figure out what happened because of  their bad decisions.  But, only after the cat is out of the bag.. We seem to learn but only in retrospect.

So, over the years we have suffered from the big scams and have been victimized by the housing market crash, the sub prime loans banking and stocfk market crash,, the bogus investment banking firms, the folly of  approving the Iraq war, the horrible politicians we have elected like Bush and Cheney.

Think of all the violent criminals who are arrested and released over and over until finally they do something horrific and maybe get caught..They usuually have long rap sheets. They could be stopped earlier. But we don't care enough to act..

The fraudsters like Donald Trump, Bernie Madoff, and all the other con men and women  who get inside our pockets and heads stay there until they take all of our money. They  are not detected until it's too late.. Then, they usually are given free passage by us to do it again.. Also, although Americans have been victimized over and over throughout history they just keep on going for new scams and scammers. Like fish with their mouths open we bite again and again..

We would rather watch and read sensationalized stories that titillate us then investigate who and what we are doing when making choices..We become fixated on personalities, sex, drugs, and rock and roll.. That is why we love following Donald Trump. He fascinates us.
He represents acton and excitement just like O.J. Simpson once did.
Remember what fools the jury was composed of to find him innocent. Electing Trump would be just as stupid as the Simpson jury was..

We did not see or remember the potential disaster of the Vietnamese war, the onslaught of  Bin Laden, Issis, and on and on..We have destroyed ourselves in large part by not demanding facts and not making thoughtful choices..We could have had the courage to say no to the goverment and stopped so much damage from happening.
 But,we only figure out out disasters  after they have happened.  Many with our blessings. Mea culpas unlimited..

We Americans are not the brightest bulbs on the tree in protecting ourselves from harm. We even voted in prohibition because we were conned and it took years to repeal it..Who would vote to stop drinking if we thought about it? We got hustled.way back then and we keep getting hustled..

Once, just once, lets make the right move ahead of  time and not after the damage is done.

The biggest, scariest, most threatening problem for us, our kids, and our grandchildren is who to elect in the 2016 Presidential race. We cannot be wrong this time.The accurate, factual picture is painted right in front of us. Trump will lead us to hell. We have the correct information in which to make an intelligent judgment... Make it no Trump.

Trump stands there and gives full disclosure of his pathetic self. His ego makes him do it. Trump begs us to see him for the fraud he is. We do  not have to get hustled again. Let's be smart.

 You have in Trump a second rate, double talking, ignorant hustler who knows nothing about politics. He is no more then a carnival barker who has scammed too many people already. Now, he is trying to scam the whole country. People keep listening to him.. Like P.T Barnum said "there is a sucker born every minute".. Trump knows that.

Trump has been fined for racial discrimination, and is involved in thousands of lawsuits  He is racist, is demeaning toward women and minorities and just a bad guy..He is totally bogus but we don't care. Millions of us support him anyway..

 He is too stupid to even shut his mouth to stay out of unnecessary trouble in this campaign. He won't even let  Hillary self destruct. Trump should be hustling watches on a street corner not running for office,.Instead, he just keeps on being stupid and shooting himself in the foot..

You have Hilliary Clinton, a clever liar, a diabolical politician but who is no Trump.
She has experience, intellect, patience and is not unfit to be President.
She is a professional, albeit flawed badly, but who at least she knows how to fly the plane.
She is good enough and the only choice we have this year..

 Are you going let Trump fly the plane?  Are you going to give him the power to destroy the world?
Elect Trump and Americans get what they deserve.

No Trump, please..

Celebrating Freedom From OCD

I am celebrating today. My obsessive compulsive mind is clear. It's a miracle. I am old now and have been perpetually  plagued each day with one OCD thought or another for 50 years.

 The problem for me are the thoughts I feel I have to act out on to relieve the overwhelming anxiety that keeps me in bed many days and keeps me swallowing valiums and xanaxes to function at all..

But, not today. Today, thankfully my mind is clear. So far. I have no obsessive thoughts tormenting me. I have no dangerous missions to accomplish such as confronting someone who offended me.  I am savoring this moment.

There was a guy who I had insulted and I humiliated who said he would never forgive me. I could not stand the mental anguish and fear of knowing his feelings. I had to get his forgiveness. I was afraid to go where he went, to see his car, to talk to others who know him simply because all of those triggered a feeling of needing to apologize to him which I thought would make it worse and more complicated..

I have made those kind of situations worse many times in the past. Trying to talk or meet with someone who did not want to deal with me.
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I did not think he would accept my amends. Finally, after six months I ran into him by accident. I apologized and he shook hands with me. Ahhh. What relief.

But, that still left another guy who I played ball with. I had tortured myself about allowing him to verbally bully me on the field by allowing him to bark orders to me about how I should play my position. I tormented myself for not speaking up to him when the bullying was happening. I dreaded going tothe  softball games that are played several times a week.

I was in  a hyper vigilant state yesterday again waiting to see him because he did not come to the games regularly.Also, I did not know what I would say to avoid exacerbating a conflict he did not even know existed. Finally, I saw him yesterday and apologized for any problem we had in the past which he admitted he was totally unaware of. But, that apology took him off my mind.The interaction did it.

At the same time, with both of these people I kept trying to convince myself that I could resolve my issues internally. I tried again and again, as I have always done in the past to convince myself that I did not need to do anything other then accept, refocus and revalue using the cognitive thinking.I have practiced for so long  unsuccessfully..

The "it's not me it's my ocd" chant works But, cognitive therapy is an excruciating mental process.

 Adjusting my mind to the anguish and struggling that comes from OCD is a ferocious task. Applying cognitive thinking  seems so much harder then just acting on a compulsion. But, that is a lie. It just feels good to say that this moment when I am free from the constraints of a demented, obsessive mind..

Well, in the end dealing with each person directly eliminated the problem. Cleverly making contact with both and apologizing, extinguished each  issue but at a huge mental price. Not the correct method but...oh well!!.

Solutions come from within especially with mental illness.

But those are only two out of so many other similar situations. Some  have turned out very badly. I have driven myself crazy, driven others crazy, had my life torn apart  by some random person who I thought I had to settle something with but who did not see things my way.. I have been put in jail, been put on probation, been beaten up, you name it, all to relieve a problem that anyone would have easily dismissed with no action..

I have stayed at home for days obsessed about something or been outside but living in my own hell.and not present except physically.

 I know there is so much work to be done to transform my life to menatal health without having to confront people to feel better.

The demons are resting now.
 It's time to work hard on the inside of myself to keep those demons quiet..

I know that is the only solution.

Hillary: Tell Me It Ain't So

They say write wriite write.  So, here I go again.
Hillary Clinton  was apparently miappropriating funds sent to the Clinton charitable foundation.
Impossible!!

The 33K emails she deleted was ok with me. That seemed like business. Unseemly, but business.                 I understand that. But, I do not get stealing charitable contributions. Unconscionable.

I still believe Clinton is the best choice for President because Trump is a total incompetent idiot with severe emotional problems.
He would destroy the country.

But, Hillary, tell me it ain't so.

Send Me Jokes I Can Use Here

Please, tell me a joke I can use here? I'm so sad.

Sexually Stalked By Online Crazy Lady

Internet Fatal Attraction

  i felt undeniable animI was cruising my favorite Internet dating sight a while ago and the ultimate sexual fantasy happened. I looked at the picture and profile of a gorgeous, seductive looking, tall red head with big tits, long legs, and unal magnetism.

I was cruising my favorite Internet dating sight a while ago and the ultimate sexual fantasy happened. I looked at the picture and profile of a gorgeous, seductive looking, tall red head with big tits, long legs, and undeniable animal magnetism.

She was jumping through the screen beseeching me to go after her. She described herself as being all about fun and gratification and wanting a magical man who could enjoy blissful pleasure with her.
 

Well, I am a 45 year old inveterate addict attracted to any kind of action be it women, food alcohol, drugs, and especially sex. The rush is what I live for. . So, I immediately contacted her via email and we exchanged phone numbers and the craziness began. One thing you don’t do on an Internet dating site is get into any intimate conversations  let alone hot sexual phone talk when the person on the other end might be a beast that you will want to run from when you meet. You go slowly on online dating.  Very slowly, no matter who you are.

No matter how well, a person learns to dress up their picture and profile an undesirable is still going to be undesirable when the meeting face to face happens. Discretion is always the better part of valor   Do not get personal until you meet. That’s the rule.

Well, when I got on the phone with Ellie I quickly threw away the rule book. We spoke briefly like the two old dating pros we were covering normal niceties such as our  histories, food preferences, travel experiences, other relationships and a few other things.

Then, we did the no no. We got intimate.  Our first conversation was amazingly free flowing and we were cerebral lovers instatntly. Sweet, supercharged, sexual prose flowed easily between us like two dancers who had practiced forever.  We were both aware that we had violated the primary rule of Internet dating but neither of us cared. We were sure we would be great in person and .the phone sex was so much fun and fed right into our mutual hungers for sexual action.

However,  just in case things didn’t work out we did make an agreement that when I got to the stairwell below her apartment and we were in full view of each other then all bets were off if there was not mutual attraction. She or I could call it all off with no explanation and just walk away. Perfect. Well, the big night came and there I stood on the stairs below her walk up apartment.

She buzzed me in.  I walked up to the floor below her and feasted my eyes upon a tall, sexy beauty with giant tits, a tight ass, and long, lean legs. Everything was just as advertised. Wowie!!!  Suddenly I only cared about what she thought of me.  Please, I thought. Please.  I knew I was golden when she smiled at me as I walked in her door, modeled for her and she gasped “Yes” as she fixed her eyes with no shame right on my crotch.

It only got better. We were dying to get into each others mouths and bodies but we had restrained and not even touched until after a romantic dinner. We were savoring every second to keep turning up our heat.  

As the car door closed we threw away our restraints. We grabbed and jumped all over each other like hungry animals.  It was a steaming sexual frenzy. She started to lick my ear  and play with my hard cock and I grabbed her wet panties and stuck my hands all over her wet pussy as we made a beeline back to her apartment. We were quickly rolling around her big  bed getting high on reefer with steam pouring out of our sexual organs. It was fantastic. We made love for hours and hours, went to sleep about 6 am, woke up a few hours later and kept going all day till we couldn’t go anymore. We went out for dinner and both ate like a lions that hadn’t been fed in a week.

She wanted me to immediately move in with her which seemed like a good idea. She had a nice big apartment, no kids and I was as free as a bird having been broken up with my last girlfriend for about 6 months. I had been divorced for 15 years for obvious reasons. So, I was as free as a bird. So was she after a long list of relationships all over the country.

We began a routine of seeing each other every day although we worked different hours We found plenty of time. Our lovemaking stayed frantically hot even after a month passed. It seemed the fire would never go out. I kept bringing clothes over to her place. She cooked candlelight dinners and we had a good time doing things like going to movies, eating dinner out, going to book stores, and going dancing.  After about 2 months I decided to introduce Ellie to my 2 kids then 12 and 15 years old. They liked her. That was good.

It was all good until the fateful night I went out to dinner with my much older brother and his wife. I had confided some personal information to Ellie about family matters just as a test because I had noticed that she talked too much generally but especially when she drank. Too much talking would be a deal breaker.

It had always troubled me to hear her reveal very sensitive, personal information about her own family and past relationships. I did not like that. It would be unacceptable if we were going to have a future.  Then Ellie started drinking and the next thing you know she was spilling her guts to them about how I had told her I had been mistreated as a child, financial information I told her about, and other information I trusted her not to repeat.  She failed the trust test miserably.

There was no interest or pause on her part to even think before she blurted out more and more I had told her.  So, I was really pissed but held it in until we got back to her apartment. Then I started yelling at her and demeaning her for being ignorant and having a big mouth.

I told her I never wanted too see her again and I meant it. I went back to my own apartment and had no contact with her until she soon started calling and harassing me like a lunatic.  She would scream profanities and insults in an uncontrolled way in phone calls that reached twenty or thirty in one hour each time she started calling continually over several weeks..  

I realized that to end her tormenting me I had to take decisive action. So I did. I called her supervisor at work as I had threatened to do. The supervisor listened to me tell her the tale of Ellie harassing me relentlessly and insanely on the phone for several weeks. .

Considering Ellie was a therapist in a psycho ward and I was talking to the head nurse I never would have imagined things could get worse after my call. Wrong. To my amazement her supervisor tore into me and blamed me and all men for Ellis troubles and her own troubles. She said “you are just another misogynist pig. Ellie was fine until she met you a few months ago. Now, she is a basket case. What did you do to her you asshole?”  Then she hung up.

I was shaking like a leaf I had to get this nut away from me but she continued to call and rant and rave several times a week, day and night for another week or so,  So, I decided fear would be the only weapon I had to battle Ellie with.  I told her that I had recorded of all her crazy calls which I still have, and kept notes and remembered all her drunken ramblings when she had bragged about her sexual exploits with celebrities, high ranking politicians and some well known government officials. Very embarrassing stuff and harm could have come to her.

She had been involved with some important people in her 43 years. I told her that one more call to me ever and each of those people, some of who I had already found, would be given recordings of her drunken phone calls to me the and  explicit details of what she had told me she had done with them.. Suddenly, her voice grew soft. “Please don’t” she begged. She was scared straight because she had been in some bad stuff. “I will never call or bother you again”. She hasn’t.