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So, the world didn’t end today (again) and, I didn’t want to spoil the ending but…

All prophets are false.

We’ll probably never be free of soothsayers, future-tellers, prophets, forecasters, or oracles who’s only point in existence is to suck the last dollar out of your wallet, and pin your last hope on their every word.

Why?  Because you uneducated, back-woods, Bachmann loving ass-hats are too intellectually invested in your backward religion and race hating bullshit to let the next generation figure out morality for themselves.  We’re staring down the barrel of yet another generation of sheep being led by wolves.

Another generation of uneducated, misled, and just plain ignorant Americans is on the rise.  And you fuckers let it happen.  We all let it happen, and the entire world will suffer for it in blood and agony just as we have a thousand times before.

How many more “witches” do we have to burn?  How many more “heretics” need to be “cleansed”?  How many “infidels” have die to appease your god?  When do we get to STOP killing each other over children’s bed time stories and LIES?

I implore you!

What fucking year does it have to be before we can get past our fear of the “afterlife” and get back to our CURRENT LIFE.

Without reservation, let me just say that it is absolutely imperative that the Occupy movement taking place across the nation (and the world) should be very careful not to let in political backers.

Occupy should take a lesson from the Tea Party “movement”.  When you give the steering wheel to one of the political parties, you give up all credibility and direction.  More importantly, I think you’ll find the news stories go from using words like “organic” to words like “staged” pretty quickly.

Keep the Democratic party OUT of the Occupy movement.  Trust me on this one.

It finally happened.  Last night on the way back to my car from the ATM someone approached me with a knife.  We both stopped short of each other at about 20 feet when he asked me if I “[had] any cash”.  When he asked the second time, I noticed his knife.

I have a small Winchester “ParFive knife” I carry all the time, I took it from my pocket and flipped it open and we started a staring contest.

I’m not sure if he expected me to drop my wallet and run away, or maybe his flight-or-fight response took a second to kick in, but we froze there for a good while before he headed off toward the back of the parking lot at a slow jog.

Not interested in sticking around to see if he had friends or another weapon hidden wherever he was heading, I got in the car and got the hell out of there.  I called the cops once I was comfortably back on the road.

The words I keep hearing from friends are “you did the right thing” or “you handled the situation well”.  But none of that is true, I just got lucky.  He wasn’t as motivated to hurt me as he could have been.  He didn’t have a gun.  He didn’t have another “robber” with him.  He didn’t try to use that knife.  The more I think about it, the more lucky I feel.

With all of  the senseless killing over just about anything (or nothing at all), there is literally no reason that I am still alive.  I am convinced that if I had been a woman, or an old man, or just not holding a knife at that moment, things could have, probably would have gone much differently.

So now we get to the meat of the matter.  I have a concealed weapons permit and own a collection of firearms that allow me to carry just about anywhere, generally I choose not to.  Once in a while, the girlfriend and I will conceal guns and head out for dinner, or maybe a short shopping trip.  But, truth be told – we’re not expecting any trouble at the local Publix.  We carry because we can, not because we’re planning to need to.

A concealed firearm brings with it a huge amount of responsibility.  As a firearms instructor once said to me “there’s a lawyer attached to every bullet”.  More importantly, there could be a life attached to each one as well.

Would last night have gone any differently if I had a gun instead of a knife?  Probably not.  But what happens next time?  What happens if the parking lot is full of people?  What if there are kids getting into mom’s minivan behind the thief, do you trust your aim and endanger the lives of innocents?

I’m actually pretty upset with myself this morning. I had ZERO situational awareness. I had NO IDEA if someone was standing behind me, how many friends he may have had hiding out nearby, which direction he came from, or where he was headed after he ran off.

I was depositing a check at the ATM, not making a withdrawal.  I just keep thinking about 3 dollars and 30 cents. That’s how much cash I had on me. That’s what my life would have been worth to this guy. 3 one-dollar bills and 3 dimes.

Coming soon!

I wonder if these assholes will finally take down their site after the date passes, uneventful again…  What about these assholes?

I spent over 10 years with a cigarette in my hand.  And I was an on-again/off-again smoker before that.  But just over three weeks ago, I snuffed out my last butt.

No patches, no gum, no supplemental medication and no sissy half-assed-attempt quitting device.  I did what many call “Cold Turkey“.  I think the best way to quit smoking is to STOP BUYING cigarettes and STOP SMOKING them.

Anyway, I’ve had some interesting experiences since quitting and none of them are mentioned in any list of what is supposed to happen.  And additionally, the great stuff that was promised to me hasn’t shown up yet…

Dreams

My dreaming has become more vivid and frequent than I can ever remember it being in the past.  I’ve been told that this is a common side-effect of the quit smoking drug Chantix, but didn’t expect it from quitting on my own.  Makes me wonder if the dreaming is an effect of quitting, but the drug enhances it?

Allergies

Another interesting side-effect is allergies to pollen and weed and such, which before only flared up for a few days in the spring, now are a consistent source of sneezing and coughing.  Perhaps the smoking was suppressing my natural allergies, or more likely suppressing my body’s natural reaction to the allergens.

Stronger sense of smell

This was a big promise on the list that hasn’t come to realization.  And it’s one that aggravates me a little, since it would be a welcome enhancement.  I’ve detected no change in my ability to smell anything except the presence of cigarette smoke.  Since I no longer smoke, I can smell that a mile away.  Otherwise, my sense of smell is unaffected.

Whitening of the teeth

Another empty promise.  I’m using the whitening mouth wash, and the whitening toothpaste, and I have yet to see any difference.  There’s no way I’m quitting coffee too.

The big promise

The really big pluses of quitting don’t show up until you’ve been smoke free for a year or more: Lessened chance of stroke, coronary heart disease and heart attack, improved lung function, decreased occurrences of cough, shortness of breath and so on.  But I’ll get there, and I really hope I pick up that super sense of smell along the way, and some pearly’er whites would be appreciated too…