(PORTRAIT OF LANE COUNTY GOVT. ,REALISM-STYLE)
I happen to know that nobody is reading my blog. However, it still hurts, when one day Carolyn comes in and says, “nobody is reading your blog, I asked them. They said you are too negative, about Eugene and Lane County, and all you do is complain.” “Well, I do respect their opinion of the local news.” I answered, on the computer. “And they’re very accurate, we people who are stuck here do tend to complain, especially when we are natives of Oregon.”
“I guess I should have explained that a lot of we seniors and older people, all got fired from our jobs, and we’re the new unemployed. Which means, we have to get out of every nice urban city we worked in, and go live in the Okefenokee swamps again.” I replied. “In other words,” replied Carolyn, “sour grapes..” “That’s a nice polite way to say it”, I replied.
“this has happened to just about everybody who is older,” I continued, “most of us got fired.they hired new young people and got rid of us old goats who actually know how to run everything. But that also explains the state of the nation doesn’t it? I mean, as to who’s running it.” I paused..
“For example,” I continued, “I never got my voter’s ballot from Lane County voters registration, even though I got the pamphlet. I called them up, they said, “can you come down right now downtown, and vote now, in person?” And I had reply, “no, I have necessary things I have to do, I can’t just drop everything, go away downtown, fight the traffic, and find a place to vote.they said that I am registered, they don’t know why I never got my ballot.” “I wonder how many people have the same problem or if it’s just you?” Mused Carolyn.
“I called up several pump companies, for an estimate of my well pump, they want $85 just for a visit..” I continued sourly.”” Like I am going to happily jump for the chance to get overcharged for an estimate.” “Well, it is a time of year everybody wants their pumps fixed or look at,and they’re going to make you suck it up.” “There are a few pump companies,”” I replied,”I’m going to see if anybody has a free estimate.” I continued complaining; “that’s what I don’t like about Eugene and Lane county, it’s still like a little berg, everybody’s socks it to you, and there ain’t any competition very much.”
“maybe that is just the way the United States runs now, most of the trades people don’t know what they’re doing, or don’t have to do their job, or it’s so darn corrupt, service is the last thing you ever get out of them. The computer guys can’t fix your computer, and charge you, the bug guy wrongfully charges you a lot for termites you don’t have.
“Let’s see what else? Gardening people that come over to chop up all the blackberries, and in the process, steal your nice expensive hedge clipper. – – And you don’t notice until a long time later. Oh yes, and Lane County voter registration does not send you your voter ballot in the mail, and you are supposed to just hop up, go downtown, and vote in person just to please them.– – drop all your work you’re doing and don’t complain!– – especially since this is a very close and controversial primary race, and it’s important to you!
“SCREW IT.nothing in the United States federal government is important anymore. WE are important, and nobody cares about us voters and taxpayers accept ourselves.” (Getting more bitter and caustic by the moment. You want me to lighten up? You lighten up! go set yourself on fire! This is my blog and I’ll complain if I want to!)”
“okay, let’s talk about how much it sucks to get older, have everything HURT and not work anymore, and not get anybody to hire you because you are too old. You know after my sister got fired years ago, she looked for years for a job and just couldn’t get one. TOO OLD, lady!she had to give up and go on Social Security eventually.”
“You forgot this one,” complained Carolyn. “Old guys that you meet, professionally, and they see that you’re living alone, you’re an old lady, and they try to romance you to get money out of you. Well, maybe that goes on all over the United States when you get old.” “Yes,” I said,”isn’t getting older wonderful? All these wonderful new things that happen!” (Are you getting nice and bitter and sour yet? NO? Just hang on we can make it a lot more sour grapes.)
“I did notice a great difference in food and vegetables and fruit, since I moved back here, away from California. tthe produce here sucks to Hell! I couldn’t get any grapes at all, that were not sour. They don’t make real watermelon anymore. What else? Well, in California we had the best food, produce and fruit, and here every time I go to a stupid supermarket it sucks to hell. I suppose I’m supposed to go to the Farmer’s market and get charged an arm and a leg, and half of my brain.I did check up online, and all they have is strawberries and lots of vegetables there. Every time I go to WinCo, some of their fruit is bad again.” continuing with ranting and raving and B.S.
“do you really notice that much difference in produce and food?” Asked Carolyn. “Yes, I do, you have to be very wealthy here to get really good food. It wasn’t always that way back in California. I forgot that the farmers here never could farm very well, they wore out the soil, and didn’t know what to do to it to fix it. So I pretty much am dieting successfully, because I hate the food and don’t want to eat any of it!” “I thought you looked a little bit skinnier!” Said Carolyn. “Yes, it actually comes from losing my appetite .” I finished.
“plus, in Eugene and in this county absolutely everything is EXPENSIVE as hell. If you just want to take one dinky little class, it costs a lot.. If you’re a senior, then you go to the senior center,, especially the biggest one, they’re going to charge you money just to go to a senior center! That’s a new one on me. Okay, let’s talk about GENTRIFICATION: you go to city data, forum, and you complain about the gentrification of Oregon, all the wealthier people moving here and causing the cost of living to go up so the people who live here can’t afford it.and Citi data tells you, you are being a troll!.“
“Well,” replied Carolyn, “you’re right about that.” “Yes, and I guess this age has what’s known as “class warfare.” All the much poorer people are all competing for the same services that the wealthier are getting. So guess who gets it?no middle class anymore, right? Can you believe, most of us used to be middle class? I can’t even believe that anymore. Did we ever used to be semi-middle class?I would settle for semi-.”
“Yes,” respectfully replied Caroline. “I have to say, I don’t really care for the “new wealthy,” and all their arrogance about being “sustainable, organic, GREEN, carbon footprint responsible, and the only people on the face of the earth who really appreciate it.” “You mean, you don’t like how snotty and snobby that is?” I asked grinning.
“No, replied Caroline getting hostile. “I don’t exactly like it at all!so now you know why I don’t like the little piss- offs! Like, being GREEN makes them the absolute fucking superior people of the planet! I mean, I don’t go around acting like that! If I did, I’d hate my guts!” –CHUCKLES GLEEFULY.
“that’s okay,” I replied to Carolyn. “I’ve read that other people who come here, get disgusted with them also.it’s not just you.””and,” I continued “how arrogant the new left is and the new liberals! They are the only ones who know what is right, and they will kill you off in the process, so you have to put up with their method.what I mean is, there is only ONE METHOD, and it’s theirs. And if you want your own, they’ll screw you.
“Now, do I go around acting like that? No I do not, they’re supposed to be plenty of opinions and plenty of right ways. But all we have now, is ONE LIBERAL ORDINATION, and nothing else.NO COMPETITION ALLOWED.one-size-fits-all, and it’s always their size. Absolutely DISGUSTING.” “So much for a free country, eh?”. “R.I.P. UNITED STATES.”