Today I just want to reflect  to myself as a day of reasoning, no  talking about Donald Trunp or Bernie Sanders, just me. I never thought I would be ever to be the age of a Grampa, and had to reflect that my life, my journey is almost over. Did I expect everything to be what I thougt it was to be? No, but how many people have a blog on the internet, and trying to put in the proper perspective of what life is all about? Was it what I expected, hell no, would I have done things differently, probably I would say yes, but I wouldn’t and couldn’t. I often wondered if I could do eeverything I wanted to do, I would be filthy rich, and be admired by millions. The truth of the matter, I didn’t have the nerve of steel, and couldn’t be that Superman I wanted to be,

What I really found out today, is that I spent the last five years, instead of trying to be a Walmart greeter, I was lucky enough to have  a very understanding wife, and both a good Social Security and a fairly good stock investment. This able me to venture and start a journey of many different projects.

Even though I was not able to make a single paycheck, I was fortunate enough  to discover that there were very successful people who had their own pipe dreams, that were anxioux to turn wishful hopes and ambitions to some rigthous realities; Here was the start of my journey right after my firing from  Calumet Photographic, on New Year Eve, 2011.

I was devastated, and both scared and devastated on how I was going to face my wife, we planned to go to her sisiter’s house to celebrate the coming of 2012, and all I could think how could the President of Calumet Photographic, Chicago fire me, a victum of Crebral Palsy? All I can say right now, is FUCK HIM and his HR director.  For the first time after being employed in photo retail, I found myself scared and bitter. It’s November 01, 2017, now and I am so ashamed thjat I let my wife down of not being able to earn a viable paycheck, but I was able to venture into other projects that I thought would lead to an employable endeavor.

It was  the start of the year 2012, and I so wanted a job, I spent some four decades in photo retail, and started to call many of my photography friends, sure most of them were  barel;y making a living themselves and were just getting by, but at least I was a able to use them as a job reference for collecting my unemplyment. I was lucky to get some kind of severance, it enabled me to wait a little bit to start collecting my Social Security. But I knew I had a rough road a head of me, when I was working, I had the luxory of having two medical policies, and now I elrctrd to stay on my wife’s policy, even Medicare coverage can run up to $300.00 a month. At least this took a lot of pressure poff me. Now How do I get back into the work force?

The photo retail industry was getting worse, with so many people using their cell phone cameras, many amnateur photographers would rather spend more money on their Apple and Samsung phones, than owning a heavier and more expensive Canon, Fuji, and Nikon DLSR camera. I couldn’t blame them, I am using my cell camera as my main picture taker. So I took to the internet and registered on the likes of job sites as ziprecruiter and Indeed. Every day hundreds of job offers started to enter my email box, and every day some 300 emails were deleted each day,

——To be continued———

Talking about our filthy rich families, and our need for affordable heath care on Facebook Live, Senator Bernie Sanders ain’t going to do Shit. It took you you Democrats almost eight years to get Obamacare, and it’s taking Donald Trump less tham a year to dismantle it.

Over the my seven dade life, I have seen many protests and campaigns, but I have not thought that nearing my final years of life, that I am so close to lose my financial and health care blankets. I like my living beds of working so hard and be able to receive both Social Security and Medicare, however it cares me of the thought on what lies ahead if these two enticements, and my added obligation to liquidate my investments and have to pay my Required Minimum Distribution taxes. Instead of getting cardiac rest like the republican party would like us to get, and die early, I feel if the majority of Americans would participate in a national anti-spending portest, we could put a dent in the pockets of our richest corporations and families.

I propose that on our week ends, that we STAY home and not spend any of our hard earn money, we probably don’t have much compare to the Walton family and Koch family, but we can put a financial ouch in the bottom line of our rich corporations. Can you imagine, empty stores  galore?  No church goings, highways desrted. Airports like ghost towns. Hosptal emergency rooms not being used to their full potential. Would you give up some of your football and basketball games for affordable health care, and no talk about elimination both Social Security and Medicare? I could go on and and on, what we will have to give up for just two days of the week, but is this worth it to be able to have a healthier life for the whole week?

We can bitch and complain all we want, unless we take some kind of action, we ain’t going to get SHIT!

I know that I cannot blame all the bad shit that happens in this world on God, but as I at the final years of my is their so much bad shit I find myself asking why is their so much bad shit that has happened, especially right after the presidentila election of Donald Trump.Never has their a time in my seven decade life has I found myself not only questioning my highly elected officials, but also why have their been so many calamities, as the likes of our pst devastaing hurricanes named Harvey, Maria, and Irma, and what about the recent fires in Santa Rosa California? I also had so many of my Puerto Rican co-workers who were looking forward in spending their remining years with their families in Puerto-Rico. It seems that there is not any one place on our planet that iti really safe. I never thought I would make it part of my daily ritual of checking both my #Facebook and #Twitter page, but I have to see how the only friends I have left, and see if our President of the United States,  #Donald Trump going to either get us in a nuclear war, and trying very hard to squeeze the last dollar I have out of me.

Jesus, Moses, Mohammad, The Dali Lama, Bishop TuTu, and all of the tens of thousands saints, plea se help us, and save our planet and universe. I love my country, will ALWAYS stand up when the Nation Anthem is played at a sports venue, and would love to go back to my many yesterdays of being just me, watching a little television and take some photographs, and of course be grateful that Ihave so much to live for, AMEN!

Sorry Jesus, I know you are not mad at us, but just a little disappointed to say the least.