Yes, I am an ASSHOLE! But, I’m not a perfect one.

I just have to write a little something about this.

If my article title offends anyone, I apologize ahead of time, before I go on.

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The Greatest Day of your Life

The greatest day of your life is …. today!

Yesterdays are just history waiting to collect cobwebs in your memory.

Tomorrow is never assured to ever happen, for anyone.

Today?

Well, Today you can smile, live, love and share yourself with others.

Isn’t that great?

 

by Don Bobbitt, January, 20, 2017

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A Floridian’s Winter perspective

Cool Title, Huh?

Well, I thought so. A long time ago, in a land far, far, away, one of my English Teachers told me that if I wanted someone to read my writings, I had to grab their attention with the title, pull them into my story with the first sentence or paragraph and then the story itself should keep them “enthralled”.

So, here I go.

It’s only January the 8th, but today is the coldest weather we have had down here in SouthWest Florida this winter, so I feel this situation itself deserves some kind of comment.

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Another New Year? Hell, I wasn’t through with the last one, yet!

Here we go again!

Another year has started on the clock of life, and I’m still working on things I had to do last year.

I mean, really! I looked back at my last January first’s resolutions, and it’s kind of embarrassing, how little I got done.

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I stopped talking about Writing!

I did! Well, for the most part anyway!

It was a very painful thing for me, but I have finally done it!

I stopped talking about writing.

You see, it took me a while, but I began to notice that non-writers would go into a kind of bored trance whenever you mention anything about what you are writing.

It doesn’t matter what you start talking about, whether it’s; a new plot you are working on, or a cool character you are developing, or even a fantastic scene you have placed your characters in as part a story you’re hoping to publish.

They just don’t care, these non-writing masses we are surrounded by each day when we go out and mix with people. Once I had realized this, I decided that they were beneath me and I stopped talking to them about my writing.

And OMG, my fellow writers?

They are all so engrossed in their writings that it quickly became obvious they all believed their works are far more interesting than mine.

Such Arrogance!

by Don Bobbitt, January, 2017

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Christmas Thoughts of a Family Elder

Here it is, Christmas Eve, and I just wanted to say something POSITIVE to my family, friends and even those of you who don’t know me.

First of all, I will now be calling myself a family elder. I like the title, it has a nice ring to it, so I have adopted it. You might ask; just how does one become a family elder in this fast-paced world we live in today?

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Stupidity doesn’t age well

As I grow older,

I have found that

Stupidity doesn’t age well.

It seems, the majority of the really stupid people

in my life

have now died off to an acceptable level.

 

by Don Bobbitt, December 4,2016

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I love Sunsets

I love Sunsets.

I always have and I always will.

These random acts of Nature are one of those natural phenomenon we all see regularly, and far too often we just ignore them as we rush through our busy lives.

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Just LAUGH!

Come on!

Just do it ….. Laugh!

It’s not so hard, really.

Look out your window and see something funny.

As you stand there, gazing at that outside world,

tune up your sense of humor, and well, LAUGH!

It can’t just be me.

If I look long enough, even in a mirror,

what I see makes me laugh!

So, I have no trouble at least cracking into a smile.

Look at that tree in you lawn that usually irritates you because it’s in your way.

And, think about how much fun it would be cutting the darn thing down, yourself!

Look at that neighbor who walks his Dog and leaves the Poop on your lawn,

and think about how silly he looks,

bent over,

big butt in the air, picking up Poop!

Or, just look at the sky,

and laugh at the fact that you’re upright, healthy and breathing!

Or, just be lazy like me and remember that it takes less muscles to smile than to frown.

Have a great Day and don’t forget, LAUGH!

by Don Bobbitt

A Veteran’s Answer

It’s Veteran’s Day and I have already spent a good deal of my day going to a few celebrations that pop up on this day, around the country.

A Facebook comment a few minutes ago prompted me to write this as I tried to explain that what we, of my generation felt when we went into the service.

Looking Back, I can say that, to me and so many of my generation who did serve in the military, it wasn’t a task.

Many of our parents had served themselves, and to us it was simply a thing you did because you were taught that it was the right thing to do.

You just stood up and walked over to your fellow Americans who had also taken a stand, and together you formed a line; a line where you were not going to allow anyone to cross that might want to hurt or destroy our American Liberties!

It was just a gut response, but I hope it helps others who might wonder what makes a person join a branch of our military.

by Don Bobbitt, November 11, 2016, All Rights Reserved.

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A Passing Thing, Sad to Say!

Oh, LOOK!

Over there!

What  strange group of people!

Look at them, such a strange and mixed bag of Humanity.

They’re just standing there,

staring at that old memorial with the nasty soldier statue.

How strange!

 

Oh look, they removed their hats,

and placed their hands over their Hearts.

And now they are repeating some strange words that they all seem to know.

How embarrassing, don’t you think?

 

What’s that?

They call themselves Patriots?

And they are repeating the National Anthem?

Oh, and you say this day is actually a national holiday?

Set aside to honor our men and women who served in our military?

Oh my!

 

Well, Come along kids,

I don’t want you to get too close to such a bunch of radicals.

Besides, we’re late getting to the sale at the department store.

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You don’t know me, I’m one of those who voted for Trump

Yeah, here I am, one of those Average Americans that came out of the woodwork to vote for Trump. (Or, was it to vote against Clinton?).

Anyway, I was up late, watching this very important election and finally the results turned and started going in Trump’s direction, and I must say, the consternation and shock on the faces of the whole world of journalists was, honestly, entertaining.

I got to watch the final end of the thousands of repeated and twisted ads fired at Trump and his supporters.

Anyway, i wrote a pretty good article where I attempted to explain to these opinionated news-mongers, just who I am. I am, simply put, a veteran and a common man who worked his whole life without any superlatives that the liberal press would be interested in exploring.

Me? I am just an Average American, who was finally able to symbolically  “spit in the face” of those who have ignored the plight of us, the Average American over the past decade.

Click on the link below to read my article.

You don’t know me.

by Don Bobbitt, November, 2016

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News Media and the standard BS

I was just wondering.

You see, today I was watching a news network on my TV, you know which one.

It’s the one with over 75% (which seems like 90% after all these months) of their 24-hour coverage being about the Republican candidate for president and what he slips up and said to people 10, 20 and more years ago.

In most states, some of these things they beat to death are older than the statutes of limitations on such crimes as Murder, Rape, Assault, and other true criminal abuses.

But thes disconnected fools go on and on, filling their air time with digital nothings that in a few week will not even rate being stored for posterity.

So, today I made a point of switching back to this network at least hourly all day long and into the evening.

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 A Thought on a Timeline, Love wanderings.

Hopefully, this thought will grow ….. into a train.

(Day-1) You don’t have to Love Me,

Because I already do!

(Day-2) You don’t even have to care,

For the little things I do!

(Day-3) Oh, sure!

You pretend, You hug, You smile,

You, oh so slyly, act

like you do!

(Day-4)
But we both know,

we’re like magnets,

our feelings are stronger when we’re close,

yet weaker when we’re apart.

(Day-5)

Love, like an old car,

takes more work and polish

to keep it looking good.

(Day-6)

 

The News Media and a Jaded America.

Here’s my question. Jus How the Hell did we get to this place where we, the American Public, became so Jaded.

We trust no one! NO ONE!

Accept it, you’re just like me, we don’t believe anything that anyone says, especially the media, or as a result of the twisted news shows, even a Presidential Candidate.

The major media machines have spent so much of their resources  attempting to debunk every word from every candidate, as well as everyone who supports them that we, the people, scoff at everything we see on our TV or Smartphone.

Congratulations CNN, etal, you have done it. You have taken investigative journalism from true journalism, right through common sense commentary all the way over to the point of “giant Killer”. I’m not just picking on you CNN, I did say etal. Perhaps you should look it up.

Admit it, you really don’t care about the truth anymore, only the sensational ound-bite.

Come on, you prove it every day, YOU DON’T CARE!

You know, I remember the day when, in a newspaper or magazine, if a person’s words were quoted they were captured within two quote marks, and looked at by the world as being sacrosanct.

And, if parts of the quote were ever eliminated, there was this little string of dots “…..” that signified a part of the quote was left out.

Today, in our world of instant video presentations, I guess the media doesn’t know how to verbally insert those little dots.

They once meant so much to any educated reader. They said that this is only a piece of the original words, and we have shortened it here, for one reason or another.

Now though, a politician or a supporter can go to a small town for a meeting with voters, and talk for an hour or so.

But in this world of ours today, the media can set up a camera and record the whole conversation and then instantly scan it for a collection of words spoken that they can then present to America.

Typically, the presented words were taken totally out of context and reassembled to present to us, the public, simply “for affect”.

In other words, they do not reflect the actual meaning of that hour of back and forth talks with numerous questions and answers, but rather they are reassembled (or used for “sound bites”) that can then be used to “attack” the candidate.

Oh, and of course, this happens to both presidential candidates. Any slip of the tongue is fodder for a “news flash” across the TV screens of Americans.

In my opinion, it’s really a form of “truth rape” and we, the public have become so used to it, so jaded by it, that we just shrug our shoulders at pretty much anything the news media says to us anymore.

So, I watch as any honest but loose-lipped candidates sit with me, on the sidelines, watching this new form if entertainment. Should in the vein of the old game shows of the fifties and sixties, should I call it “Dare to tell the Truth” entertainment?

Jaded but still watching,

Don Bobbitt, 2016

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