I'm telling Thomas

I got into my first car accident yesterday in 14 years of driving so I'm not in the mood for dilly-dally. It wasn't my car, it was the Clampetts work van, so I called the old man up at the Q.V. Mo headquarters and told him it took 40 years, but I finally got revenge for his chevy.

Anyway, the eldest continues to harp on me for my lack of union membership (I'm in a right to work state) and my left wing tendencies. First off even if the eldest could get me into the great all powerful oz, I mean, local 3, in his own words he told me he would have to push me through and some people wouldn't like it. Yeah, that the situation I'm looking for, a new job where everyone wants to thump me cause my older brother called in a favor. No thanks. I would love to to ber part of an organiztion that takes care of it's own with a fine upscale salary and good benefits, don't get me wrong, but I want to at least earn or deserve the position first. Not to mention, I work for a family company that's trying to make something of itself and over the last two years I've become vital to it's operatiopn. Can I just up and leave-"yeah, thanks, Dano, for teaching me all this shit, later for you, Lupe!" I also just crashed one of his trucks, so now I feel terrible.

As for the left thing, yeah, I sway towards the left in some situations and to the right on others. Both sides of this republic have valid things to say. I stand for common sense and what is right. Not what someone, or I think is right, but what is right, period. I'll put it this way; I wrote this passage on my way down from NYC. I stopped at the Jefferson Memorial, it was Wednesday October 1, 2003:

The Jefferson Memorial is my church. I have issues with this country, it's government and it's people. This country rich with greed, where the innocent are murdered and the guilty are deified. Where celebrity is infamy. Don't hesitate to call me a patriot, for I am, because if it is the words of Thomas Jefferson that I believe in and hope to emulate, than I am a patriot most high, and all those who wish to call me out are tyrants.

A little melodramatic maybe, but it's the double truth, Ruth. So next time I'm up around that way I'ma tel Thomas you said that about me, and he will look at you with disdain. I may be the motherfucker, but that's just short for the motherfuckin' truth.

Interesting sidenote, on the same page of my writing sketchbook is an entry from the night before, I always get a laugh from it:

College Park, M.D. 8:21 am
Wholed up in a Best Western last night. Had the late start and the lack of sleep took it's toll. Black Squirrels-in between Baltimore and D.C. They really are chocolate cities.

We got the funk, gotta have that funk-oww

Mofo