Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake!!

There was an event back in grade nine that has helped shape my entire life since then.  Actually, the event isn't the thing, as I don't actually remember the specifics but my reaction to it.  I was probably being made fun of by the "cool" kids or something similar because my hair wasn't a certain way and my shoes didn't have the requisite tassels on them.  There and then I came to the conclusion that my life was my own and I wouldn't care what other people thought of me.  I would no longer worry about living up to someone else's idea of what I should be.  Truth be told, I was probably always like that but it took until that grade, that age and that moment for me to actually understand the totality of what I was thinking.  Pretty cool I think when you come to realize that a lot of people still haven't figured that out.

I won't lie to you and say that some things said don't bother me or that there isn't anything about me that I wouldn't change, that's just crazy, and not very honest.  But I don't let those things rule my life or cripple my ability to think for myself.  And therein lies the lesson.  I like to think that anyone that knows me knows that I am genuine and authentic.  I hate fake people.  I'm not fake.  So it stands to reason that I don't get along with fake people.  And there are so many of them out there....ugh, come on throat punchers.

Donald Drumph is not fake.  Stupid and dangerous, yes for sure.  But he is genuine and that's why a lot of people that need to be punched in the throat like him.  He has, because of bombast and chutzpah he has tapped into simmering hatred, disgust and desire for change.  Conversely, on the other side of the political spectrum, Bernie Sander (Go Bernie) has done the same.  Let us compare and contrast....never mind, you should know the difference.  Bernie, also no fake.  I don't know if I will ever understand "fakeness" and all that it entails and maybe I'm not supposed to.  I'm happy with who I am and that should be enough for all.  If not, please read any post that I have made...you have my response.

So, what's the point pontification man?  Well, here are some things that I like and now I'm sharing it with you.  I can't say non existent readers any more because I have shared this with a few people and it seems that I have been read in the US and Europe (Hey Poland and Ukraine!!!)  Who knew?

The things I am going to admit to liking or showing an interest in....hmmmmm  I like the show Friends, my little guilty pleasure that I share with my youngest daughter.  There are some chick flicks that I like, not many but I don't dismiss them out right.  I have become enamoured with Choir, Choir, Choir out of Toronto and their You Tube videos...so much so that I may search out something similar here in Halifax.  I can't sing but I enjoy singing.  Ask the lady walking crossing the cross walk in front of me yesterday....good laughs. Hopefully I made that part of her day enjoyable.  And, this one is for you Daveda and Scott, I do like a little ABBA.  Saccharine coated bubblegum nonsense?  Sure. So what, some of the songs are catchy and it always brings a smile to my face when I can torment Daveda with an unexpected ABBA song in her ear or in an email.  She is after all, the Dancing Queen.  Scott will probably run into me with his Ducati Monster and ridicule me for the rest of my days, but he will always be the wus.

I'm sure there are many more that I can share, but all in good time.

That all for today

Ciao
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