Saturday, February 10, 2018

Dreamers and what to do with them.

I hear a lot of back and forth about the whole DACA situation. And while I get the attitude that they are here 'illegally' and should be sent back to the country they came from. A country they know little about.

I tend to believe that children should not be held accountable for the actions of their parents.  They had no control of their situation, they were brought here without their consent. I believe they should be given an opportunity to get their citizenship, maybe a kind of one-time situation where the current crop of Dreamers are processed and then after they're taken care of, then shut off the tap. 

I know that there are Dreamers who are making a positive effect on the country, working honorably in all sorts of fields, especially those who've joined the military. In a time when less than half of one percent of Americans are serving, and people who were born and raised here make copious excuses for not joining, for a person to put their life on the line for a country that is not their's, even if it's the only country they know, takes a special amount of courage and deserves a special amount of respect. Courage that is often not found in native citizens who talk a big game about 'Murica getting its badass on, but won't back up their words with actions. 

As far as I'm concerned, any Dreamer who puts on this country's uniform and serves honorably should get citizenship at the same time they get their DD214. #JustSayin

Wednesday, February 07, 2018

Lord Cheeto needs his ego stroked

So Lord Cheeto wants to emulate Little Rocket Man by having a 'Grand Military Parade' down Pennsylvania Ave. Having marched in more than a few parades and formations, I can state definitively that most military people resent being trotted out like show ponies for a President to stroke his hard-on while fantasizing about how great he thinks he is.

Memorial Day/July 4th/Veterans Day parades, we're proud to march. But to satisfy some shitbird's ego with pointless patriotic theater? That's f*****g UNSAT! Excuse my French, kids, this situation really frosts my cupcakes.

Trump would be better thought of if he took the money he wants to spend on this Mark One, Mod One Goatf**k and used it on real problems affecting our AD MilPers and vets. Like why so many AD MilPers and vets are killing themselves, like why we have vets who put their lives on the line for this country who end up homeless and mentally destroyed. Why our female MilPers are enduring sexual harrassment and assault. And why the hell are we still dicking around in Iraq and Afghanistan?    Not even 9am as I write this and I need some alcohol!!  #JustSayin

Monday, February 05, 2018

I'm not your guy...

Simple guidelines for any female ladies of the opposite sex who are interested in dating me.

In a word.... DON'T!

If you looking for a guy you can dress up and show off to your girlfriends crowing about what a hot stud you landed, I'm not your guy.

If you're looking for a guy who'll take you to the hip cool night spots, clubs, eateries, concerts, and sporting events so you can see and be seen, I'm not your guy.

If you're looking for a guy whom you can talk about the coolest new movies and TV shows, I'm not your guy.

If you're looking for a guy who dresses like a GQ model, drives a hot car, and looks like a million bucks in new money, I'm not your guy. 

If you're looking for a guy that'll help you unleash your inner social butterfly, I'm not your guy. 

However...if you're looking for a guy who'll treat you like a lady, be your close friend/confidant/drinking buddy/someone to shoot the shit with/a shoulder to cry on, a sounding board, a distinterested party to vent, unload, and bounce stuff off...I'm your guy.

If you're looking for a guy that'll answer your phone call at 3 am every night for a week because you need consoling when your puppy died, I'm your guy.

If you need a guy to help you find your keys outside your house in the pouring rain,  I'm your guy.

If you need a guy who’ll blow off his plans to come out to help you drown your sorrows and offer a listening non-judging ear after your supposedly hot date crashed and burned, I'm your guy.

If you don't care how your guy looks, dresses, how he gets around, how he gets down, whether he can hold a semi-intelligent conversation and is a master at self-deprecation... I'm your guy.

In short if you want a date, I'm not your guy.

But if you're looking for a friend...I'm your guy. #JustSayin