Friday, October 31, 2014

That didn’t take long. Not long at all.

Yesterday I wrote a short blurb saying I’d volunteered to assist at a political center.

And yesterday evening I was reminded in a very kind eMail that I was all up in arms about telephone calls concerning politics and them that indulge.

Which is true.

However.

Well. Let’s say that I’ve listened at Town Halls. I’ve listened in bars. I’ve watched at huge rallies. I’ve flown politicians, their aids, and sat in side rooms listening to stump speeches.

In short, just about everything one can do without being ‘in the system’ so to speak.

I thought, when asked, regardless of my voting habits, that, why not. I haven’t experienced the actual workings, so I did it. And won’t do it again. That, if you’re working in the system, you’re one of ‘them’, and it’s like knowing your wife’s secrets. Ain’t nothing held back, really.

Alright. Have you noticed FOX and Friends? Nothing special, just that they seem all excited about Halloween and costume’s. I’ve listened to other stations and they are all excited about Halloween and costume’s.

These are adults we’re talking about here. They are all enthused about getting dressed in alter-ego’s and going out on the streets dressed in everything from drag to lieder hosen.

And all the one’s eagerly waiting the opportunity to do this are the drummer boys for getting rid of screen names on the various social sites and making one and all fess up as real people, most of the ones that complain about information of personal nature on the net, which screen names help hide.

I don’t suppose I have a lot to worry about though. I did do that irrational thing with the political HQ (local).

And, as regards Halloween, I’m staying at home my customary holey sweats with the porch light on and handing out candy, admiring others costumes.

After all, someone has to do it.

(Which is the same thing I was told when I complained about the political event)

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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