What A Place. I Was There For A Week In '98. I Have A Great Time!

Mt. St Helens, form the northeast, 1987. Before any visitors center, or for that matter, anything...

Every Friday, damn straight. Bring. Them. Home!

I just saw someone post, “Never comfort men. Their entire existence is comfort.” Well, time to take a few minutes out of my day to call out complete rubbish. Let’s go. No one’s existence is entirely comfort. No one’s. Not even the richest person on the planet has a totally comfortable and perfect life.  And just being a man does not mean men do not need comfort, or love, or peace. Because in case you rabid pinheads didn’t know, everybody has the ability to have insecurities or anxiety or depression or a rough life. What about trans men? Men of colour? Abused men? Men with mental illness? Men who grew up without parents and went from foster home to foster home? Men who were still wet behind the ears and had to support their entire family before they were adults? Stop with this despicable belief system that says men do not deserve love or care or respect or encouragement. Because you know what that makes you? Not just a misandrist, but a bloody bully as well. If a man said, “Never comfort women. Their entire existence is comfort”, I bet all of you would leap on him like ravenous wolves and rip him to shreds.  And yet you say the same thing about an entire group of people without thinking you’ll receive backlash for it, or even considering you’re wrong. Well, you are wrong. Terribly, bloody wrong. And you need to take a minute to take that icy rock out of your chest and thaw it out so it’s a heart again. Men commit suicide. Men get abused. Men get bullied, by people like you. Men have insecurities. Men hate themselves. Men have low self-esteem. Men have depression, and anxiety, and mental illnesses.  They deserve as much love and comfort as anyone else. Always. 

And to any men or boys reading this: never believe you’re worthless. I know how bloody toxic the atmosphere on this hellhole of a website is sometimes. I know, trust me. But it isn’t true. None of it, not a soddin’ word of it.  You are wonderful, you are precious, and you are just as important as any woman out there. That’s the thing about equality - in its most basic, realest form, you all are worthy of love, no matter your gender or your race or your age. You are a light in this world, because every single soul is. Your heart beats and starlight runs through your veins and you are such a wonderful being. Truly.

I am so sorry that so many treat you the way they do. You do not deserve it. You don’t. Don’t ever think you do. You deserve the world and Heaven knows I would give it to you if I could. As it is, all I can do is offer my support and my words.  Don’t think you don’t deserve comfort, love, respect, or encouragement. You do. You deserve every scrap of it. And if no one else will give it to you, my inbox is always open and I will be there to listen if you need help. Because that’s what human beings do for other human beings, regardless of gender.

I love you, my friend. And I think you are a treasure. Don’t forget that. You have the ability to change the world, and live your life the way you always dreamed. I believe in you. Just remember to believe in yourself, and never give up, no matter what people tell you. Don’t give up. You’ve got this.

Keep your chin up. It’s gonna be alright, and your life will get better - just as you deserve it to.

Marked Not Safe From Electromagnetic Energy today

(Mainly that left elbow. There weren't enough holes in the titanium hardware, so they went for surgical steel) The knee is more recent, just an old guy thing...

#motorcycle crash #we can rebuild him #feckin gravity

Eighteen Years

Left to right: Al Sr., Richard, JR, me...

Wasn't long after, Pa(Richard) passed the Veil(Vernal Equinox, 2000)...and, less than a year later, some worthless piece of human garbage put an end to my brother-in-law, JR, and Debbie, his lady. This day, 2001. To this day, the intensity of my hatred for the perp has not lessened. Thank the Gods for Karma; knowing that he, and I, always answer for our deeds, I put one foot in front of the other, and do my best to keep mine balanced. Seeing and feeling the pain this brought my family has not made it easy, but the pain I could have caused them by dealing with the mfs myself, and in the end not be there for any of them, gave me pause. I asked the Old Ones to give me a sign if I was to be allowed to bring retribution...18 years on, the answer remains, "No..." So Mote It Be.

Love you, J...

She's one year old today. Granddad sure loves his Bug! First girl born to a Voigt (our end of the Voigt clan, anyway!) in at least 5 generations.

THIS.

TMJ4

Down the drain: Wisconsin dairy farmers told to dump milk because of an oversupply in the market

A West Bend farm says it was told to start dumping tens of thousands of gallons of milk per day because of the COVID-19 pandemic.

TMJ4

'It's discouraging for dairy farmers:' Coronavirus' economic impact on Wisconsin

With the first case of coronavirus confirmed in Wisconsin, the impacts could extend further than just health.

This is capitalism's vast irrationality and inhumanity in action. Markets and The Economy™ matter more to capitalism than the concrete distribution of resources according to tangible human need.

Resources exist in abundance -- give them to people. Housing sits empty -- give it to people. The rules of the feast table should apply to our economic system -- no one gets seconds until everyone has gotten a plate.

We stand at a crossroads in these chaotic times: socialism or barbarism! The ruling class repeatedly chooses the latter. We need to organize and choose the former!

So says the Lord of the Wild Hunt!

You’ve been warned to stay out of the woods!

Playing with sister Louie; kickin' it during take my dawg to work Friday. He will be 1 yo May 1st.