Tuesday, June 6, 2023
Thursday, May 25, 2023
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Saturday, May 6, 2023
I’m Back Cheapass Google Blogger
I just came back to this decade long useless blog. I have written hundreds of posts of stories, commentaries and tons of all types of fiction and non-fiction writing and interesting reading here @Davids Place1. or kingdavidsplace.blogspot. com. Either address will get yo to my blog.
Yet, I have made only peanuts here in over 10 years.
I have been stuck at earnings of about $130.00 forever.
So, this will probably be my last attempt to find viewers and partners.
You suck Google Blogger.
I could make a sharp publisher, writer, film studio, actor, or someone out there who is smart millions of dollars.
Monday, March 27, 2023
THE WORLD NEEDS YOU
Do you believe that because you have more money or time than you need, that you areentitled to spend your life doing things that only serve your own interests? I'm talking about those milliond out there who have conquered the U.S financial jungle. Those who can now live the American dream focusing on a foot loose and fancy free life devoted only to personal pleaseures? Do you think that because you worked hard, were smart, lucky, or born right that you do not owe the rest of the world anything in in return?. You think that donations or service to worthy organizations, or people are not your responsibility?
WRONG!!
It is not a matter of whether you are young or older., If you have gained financial freedom or retired and are able to afford some time and money than it is your duty and obligation to do what you can for others. As they say " you are never too old or too busy to take out the garbage".
Otherwise, you are merely taking up space. Like me. I have always been plain lucky. So, everyday I wake up and I at leaast walk the dog. Then, I usually go play pickleball or golf in my very nice over 55 community. I could do so much more. So, I am a privledged bum.
I should be devoting my time and resources to any of the countless places and people who need me.. Hospitals, charites, mental health facillities, coaching , serving meals at the salvation army, running errands for those that cannot cannot run anymore, talking to people who are lonely and on and on it goes. Check out areas of your interest just by Googling and you will see how badly the world needss you. There are thousands and thousands of good things you can do. Or, you can write affordable checks to worthy causes. That works.. .
I could donate much more than I do. I always rationalize and excuse my laziness and unwillingness to give of mysel or moneyf byactinglike I am too busy. With what? I act like I have more important things to do than walk someone elses dog. The truth is I live a bpgus and unproductive existence.
I am a total hypocrite..I know what I should do daily or weekly for others but it's too easy to play the rolee of a privledged good for nothing likee too many others. I figure that being retired entitles me to a life of uselessness. Writing this appeal to you makes me feel better. Maybe my words will matter to someone.
Is selfishness why so many of us (not all) who are retired do little or nothing beyond perp;etually staying buried in our smart phones and playing games? The inspiration to write thais article mayt perform a miracle.? Hopefully,it will inspire someone to get involved in something unselfish..
Hear me hear me one individual out there who can but does not do anything charitable or worthwhile for others. You can at least think about this.
.Every hand is a helping hand and every dollar is a helping dollar.
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Monday, February 13, 2023
My Bully Who I Punched Out after 15 Years
He bullied me starting when we ran down the field into each other in a high school football game and he knocked me down hard. He sneered at me as he stood over my skinny layed out body. He never stopped abusing me physically and mentally all throughout high school after that dominance. He knew he had me. Bullies know. He caused me to change my life to stay away from him because we both existed in the same clique of friends.
Things stayed that way all through high school. I was his pathetic victim. Fifteen years later when I saw him walking toward me down a busy street in a sudden burst of insanity or crazy courage I punched him in the mouth as he reached me.
He went down on the sidewalk and fearfully shielded his ugly face as I jumped on top of him with my fist cocked. “No no, let me up before the cops come he cried.” I just got out of jail.”
“Did you just get out of a crazy house he muttered “?
“No” I answered . This was all a dream. I dreamed about how you used to bully me” Than, you were in front of me.” “Remember knocking me around?” You hold a grudge a long time he said with hisvoice shaking.
I let let him up not telling him the real reason I punched him. I had left my comfortable office at the family business filled with anxiety and fear. I wanted to punch anyone just to prove to myself I could do it. To prove to myself I was not the coward I felt I was. To prove to my superman older brother that I was no chickenshit. Finally, to prove to myself I was a real man worthy of being able to perform sexually and worthy of my fiancees love.
I still struggle ferociously with this type of urges tied to brutal OCD which is my biggest bully.