NEWS FROM WORLD: . . . . The Jewel he carries in his inmost heart.

Why Are the people hungry?

Because you crush them with your taxes: That is why they have nothing

Why are the people angry?

Because you endlessly impose your laws: That is why they can’t take any more.

And why aren’t they scared of death?

Because you are voracious and you want everything.

So what have they got left to lose?

Those who only have a little really know how to value life.

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Tao Te Ching - Chapter 75

So here I am, in the middle of one of the most serious “Pickles” I’ve ever worked my way into. However I know I have been seriously private with everyone so I am almost positive that Know one knows the details of my ever returning relapse of insanity.

Just so everyone keeps the facts straight, I love my girlfriend. With all my heart and being I do. So now with that said I give you the more intimate details of my affliction.

I have been searching Sacramento for the last 4 years for a career. NOT a job but a career. And strangely enough it has been a almost impossible to find either. After careful research and a unrelated comment I have found that I literally applied to everyplace with a 50% chance or higher of progressing to a higher level of responsibility and or pay-rate within a 50 square mile radius of my current home.

And it has been brought to my attention that fast food establishments or even Wal-Mart didn’t respond to my applications.

And shortly after my deduction that I was pretty much screwed on my future, I received an E-Mail from Macy’s.

Apparently there is room for progression within Macy’s Inc. pending performance. But the down side is that I start at rock bottom with an on-call status. Which means that I have a minimum of 12 hours a week at my current pay rate but no more than 32. After 90-days I have the possibility of moving up to part time…which is 32 hours up to 40.

Now I have gotten an abundant amount of ridicule for taking a job with so few hours. But these people need to understand one major aspect. THEY ARE THE ONLY PEOPLE IN THIS FUCKING PISS POOR STATE THAT HAS CALLED ME BACK!

So me being the type of person not to look a gift horse in the mouth I accepted the terms of employment in hopes that in time will prove to be a valuable and rewarding choice of employment.

If Macy’s can show that I can progress and be rewarded for my hard work and determination that I would honestly pledge 110% loyalty to them.

So here I am working less hours than part time on minimum wage and despite my hopeful wishes I still feel that not only have I started to secure my future too late but I also feel hard pressed to provide a more healthier and mentally stable environment for my future wife Rebecca.

Love and respect for your family is one thing but what she has here is a very toxic environment. And with my inability to remove her from it I can only support and teach her how to defend herself from unhealthy comments or behavior.

It severely pains me to see the hell she is dragged through and I honestly try my hardest to keep her safe and defended but it’s become harder and harder everyday. But all I can do is press on and keep her straight minded as well as myself.

And to add on to a toxic home life, Social events have gotten just as toxic. I am fully aware of how my friends me and her happen to have on Facebook. . .those said friends are all long distant friends and cannot offer that “daily best friend connection” no matter how much I wish they could.

I have no friends here in Sacramento. It could be cause most cannot handle how down to earth and honest I am or because most turned out to be fake as fuck or self centered and unhealthy and refuse to see what to true issues are and poison those around them.

It’s less distraction for me then., and I can concentrate on more important issues at hand. While I value the resource of a good friend it would seem that the only one here I can trust is my own girlfriend.

There have been a few people here in Sacramento that I thought would be someone I could trust and count on. Not only for me but mostly for the support that Rebecca needs. And unfortunately not only did they fall epically short but they attempt to place blame for their immaturity on others without settlement. Typical snobbish, superficial West Coast bitch behavior. ( btw…I didn’t say any names. So if you want to get all pissed off thinking I’m referring to you then please slit your wrists and go prance in freeway traffic )

So not only do I have and identify several issues at hand but we also have a failing economy, State wide as well as country wide. Food not only is becoming more and more expensive but REAL, HONEST, NATURAL food is getting out of hand expensive. And it’s hard to get support from others in the household when 2 out of 4 people in the house would rather live off of McDonalds and Macaroni & cheese.

Is it really too much to want a stable environment for your family? To have a spouse that loves you for who you are?, to raise a child with noble and wholesome values without the corruption of corporate America and poison of politics?

I really can’t count on one hand how many assholes I have come across that have a job and don’t respect it. Who call in half the time…work when they want…or even take every other part of it for granted. And for everyone one of those punk asses I know 10 people that would work tirelessly and loyally for the opportunity to work and the privilege of returning the next day to work.

I was once a die hard American. And I know you don’t even have to trust or believe your government to love your country. . .But when you have lost faith in your fellow countrymen as well as your government. . .you start to wonder if an immigration visa to a more wholesome productive country is in order.

Like the U.K. There I could raise my children (when I’m gifted with such) without concern into what they are learning from their teachers as well as fellow classmates. Where you know the sanitation and freshness of the food, where the ingredients in boxed foods can be easily read and pronounced by a ten year old.

I’m sure my words won’t be read by many. And disregarded by even more. But at least I am honest with myself and my readers. I feel that from here on in, people need more wholesome and detailed blogging from me rather than a whole bunch of ranting and foul language.

However you can’t expect me to be a perfect angel considering that only so much of me can be policed. NO ONE can control your right to say what you feel or believe. NO ONE can stop you from speaking or acting out against oppression or injustice.

Don’t get me confused with other ranters though. I love my life, I love those who play a positive part in it. I just fucking hate you crybaby, secretive little bitches that try and ruin mine and others quality of life. Get a real life and hobby, I know we aren’t eight years old anymore…..you forgot that….not me…lol

I love everyone that has been a positive and memorable influence on my life. And there will always be a place for you in my heart and mind. But I think that a time has come that I stop biting my tongue and pulling my punches and start fighting back at the constant attacks of life and the absurd and negative people behind it. If not for myself but for my health, my future wife and even for a piece of this world for my unborn child.