The flippancy of throwing young people out into left or right field and telling them to fight the other side is terribly dangerous. I ended up with nothing at all. I lived under a bridge, and I worked a lot of overtime, saving up my money (while sleeping underneath the bridge). Everntually, fruitcakes - I guess - came and disrupted this... I found out later that a lot of people are getting killed by Smiley Face Killers, whoever they are. These people are dangerous. It's time that they grow up and understand what they're doing; they're the problem. People like me? I'll risk my life, but I'm not a glutton for the punishment that comes from following half brained ideas. Off a cliff.
(A Smiley Face was graffiti'd directly across from where I was sleeping, and I describe some more of this elsewhere in Memo. A recent conversation with the VP of Sporting at Bluegrass Supply Chain suggested to me that the graffiti'd smiley was supposed to be "flying." And he talked about how some look at where planes get hit and others look at where planes that don't return back to the camp get hit. I think that they're into "zip ties." I do support marriage, by the way. Let no one suggest otherwise. I thoroughly support marriage. Sigh.)
(Site manager and him and I sat down for a chat after I put in my resignation notice, which I subsequently have withdrawn. I am keeping an eye on Brexit.)
